She didn't say anything beyond a whimper, but he'd feel her hair on his chest moving with her head as she nodded affirmation for him. It had felt so very good...until it had felt so very bad, as if..<br/><br/>She finally found her voice, but it was a bit squeaky as she spoke. "It was wonderful for about ten seconds...Imagine a chorus of angels ...suddenly turning into your friend Athan throwing a kick into your stomach repeatedly..." Her voice was also weak as if she was tired, perhaps weary of trying to keep upright without upchucking. She still hadn't even moved, almost as if she was afraid to move for it hurting again.<br/><br/>"No offense, but can I give you an IOU?"<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0000ff">Tellus had noted the change and peeked her head out of the bathroom, only to witness this little discussion. She wasn't sure what was going on, but she headed over to the kitchen to try and fix Celeste something to calm her stomach down.</span>