[She doesn't know if she'll be able to... but she wishes she could. Maybe if she could sleep she wouldn't feel sick, and when she woke up... well, she wouldn't be back home, but at least they'd be where they apparently needed to go.
She tries to get comfortable, pillowing her head in her arms and nuzzling into the crook of her elbow, muttering softly.]
Thanks, Connor.
[When they got there... Well. She'd face that when it happened.]
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She tries to get comfortable, pillowing her head in her arms and nuzzling into the crook of her elbow, muttering softly.]
Thanks, Connor.
[When they got there... Well. She'd face that when it happened.]