"Oh, I'm so sorry, I just-" she pauses, one hand on her stomach as it heaves again, but she doesn't throw up. "I don't know, I just, I feel so... bad and gross and..." she shakes her head at the offer of crackers and straightens up, Her eyes are watering from throwing up. No, is she crying? She watches as Garrus leaps from the bunk, dashing madly back and forth across the cabin like he wants out. "Don't open a window," she says, afraid her cat will dash off into the night. "What was that?" Chloe asks, instinctively looking to Rosy for answers.