"Tony, please. Snap out of it!" The tone in Sarai's voice sharpened, but not to anger--she's truly concerned about the man, now. Even in their short acquaintance, she'd grown fond of him. She couldn't let him fall to panic!

"We are here to keep each other safe, Tony. To help each other! Let me help you. Come back!"

She shook his shoulders--not gently, now--but when she reached up to slap him softly on the cheek, she was wary of her claws. No need to actually harm him unnecessarily.

Though if he didn't gain at least a little bit of self-awareness back, Sarai had no problems with cracking him a good one--she'd regret it, but she'd regret anything worse even more.