"I know. I know. I'm gonna help you, okay? Just...listen to me, do what I tell you, and you'll be okay." He'll let her grip for a moment, thinking. "Okay. Take your free hand, and I want you to shield your head. When you're ready, I'm going to let go of your hand, okay?" Talking quickly, so she can still hear what he's saying, but not protest or panic. "Do the same with that arm. Then I'm going to get your belt undone, and you're going to tuck and fall. Okay?"