When the whumpee needs to use an oxygen mask, but they really, really hate the way it feels, and they keep trying to take it off. The caretaker sitting with them, and scolding them every time they move to take it off, and eventually deciding it’s easier to just hold the whumpee’s hands so they can't try to remove it. The whumpee trying to pull their hands out of the caretaker’s grasp, but being too weak to be able to. The whumpee falling asleep soon after, and the caretaker’s grasp becoming comforting instead of restraining now that the whumpee isn't trying to remove the mask anymore.