Johnny stood over her. Not to gloat, but he couldn't help being a little concerned. Now that she'd tapped, he could go back to being a boyfriend again and that meant that he could be worried about her -- at least that was how he felt, anyway. Who knew how she was going to feel?

When he could see that she was breathing again, he offered her a hand up.

No cocky taunts. No smug looks. Just Johnny trying to help her up on her feet.