Helen is surprised to see Sipsworth awake as she approaches the fish tank with her plate of breakfast toast. Perhaps he is adjusting to her sleep cycle so they can spend time together before he leaves? But when she looks in, his chest is heaving in and out. His eyes have narrowed—not in the way he squints after waking up, but with an effort that suggests he is struggling to breathe. “Good god!” Helen exclaims, putting the plate down quickly.
