Thomas agitated with Hitomi bit his tongue and closed his eyes as he was rolled down the halls.  He missed out on the ever darkening appearance of the place, as it switched from a fortress layout to a more fear inducing dungeon style.  His head was spinning from the motions, he got dizzy very easily and being rolled like this was making his stomach turn inside out.  "I swear to God, when I get out of this I'm going to kill you Hit."  A now pissed off Thomas said growling at her as magic flared inside of the bubble.  He didn't fire, but the aura about him was growing palpable in the pent up space.  "Oh God, I'm gonna be sick."  Thoughts of being stuck in this bubble with his vomit did not please him and he begged to be released.  "Please....I'm sorry Hit...please.."  Just as he said this, his bubble popped and he landed face first against the floor.  "Thanks..."  He said angrily as he dusted himself off.<br/><br/>Now back on his feet, Thomas took a step then ended up falling back against Hitomi and holding his head.  "Oh...wow...that really did a number on me."  His voice sounding quesy as he leaned against her shoulder for support as they pressed on to the mistress's room.