Vervain
She hadn’t expected to see Zeph turn the same colour as the grass, brows coming together in a concerned frown for a second, Vai backtracking to make sure he didn’t need anyone to hold his hair scarf if he did decide to throw up. ”Sit down a sec, maybe?” she advised, in case he was still unsteady, though there was perhaps the hint of an amused smile trying to appear on her lips when it became clear that he wasn’t in any immediate danger - as shown by his colourful swearing.
”You dared me to eat a raw oyster,” she reminded him, which should tell him exactly what her stomach was made of. ”I didn’t realise you got motion sick. How does that work with all of the boats?” She obviously assumed by his love of the ocean that he went sailing fairly often. That would show her for making assumptions.
”You dared me to eat a raw oyster,” she reminded him, which should tell him exactly what her stomach was made of. ”I didn’t realise you got motion sick. How does that work with all of the boats?” She obviously assumed by his love of the ocean that he went sailing fairly often. That would show her for making assumptions.
