"Baby girl," he starts, rapidly losing his grasp on the situation or how to handle it. All he knows is she's panicking, and if it were Sarah--

Joel sets his hands over hers, massive palms eclipsing them completely as he curls his fingers around-- gently-- to pull her nails out of her skin, to tug her close enough to set his arms across the broadest point of her back. "Easy. It's alright. Nobody's gettin' in here. Nobody's gonna hurt you."