[For a second, this attempt to help backfires - not because it doesn't work, but because it works a little too well, and Ryan just stares, totally horrified.]

Wait. ...Wait, wait, wait. This is what that feels like for you?!

[What the fuck. What the fuck. Does this mean it wasn't the pancakes after all? Why does Min know what this feels like when he didn't have any? The worst part is that it doesn't come from a place of disbelief. He believes Min entirely, and that's the part that horrifies him.]

Min! I've spent half of today feeling like my heart was going to explode if I had to be alone! [He seems to realize that's too dramatic the second he says it though and backpedals immediately.] I-I mean, it's not, I'll be okay, but dude! I've never felt this before!

[Ryan stops petting Vogue so he can both Min's hand with both of his, as though Min's the one who needs the comfort.]

I mean...I've been worried or scared before, and I've felt like the world was over, but. It feels...different? It doesn't feel like, like this, in my body. I'm-- Min, I had no idea.

[He isn't thinking about all the times he's helped. He's thinking about all of the times he didn't get it, all of the times he was mad that Min seemingly ditched him without fully appreciating just how scared he must have been. He's come a long way since then, but trying his best to make Min feel better didn't mean that he fully understood how it physically felt.]

...You said it doesn't happen as much now? It's not this bad anymore?

[He really hopes so, because this sucks and he doesn't want Min feeling like this all the time either.]