It was rather interesting how she managed to obtain information in such a short amount of time by using her special abilities and Luke never got tired of watching her work. His brow furrowed though when he noticed drops of sweat on her neck which wasn't normal for her at all, why was she sweating? Marsha never really got nervous when interrogating possible criminals for she knew that Luke was always there to back her up.<br/><br/>To help her with whatever was wrong. So why was she sweating? Dear god, it looked as though Marsha was getting a bit pale as well, not too much but just enough for it to be noticeable to him. Yet he wasn't going to bring Ghrist's attention that if he hadn't already noticed but Marsha needed to take a bit of a break or else there was a possibility she might collapse. Luke was just about to suggest this when she excused herself.<br/><br/>The young man glanced over at Ghrist for a moment and sighed. "You'll get your lawyer eventually but I'd suggest you cooperate with us until then. Take a few minutes to think about your situation." He told him and left the interrogation room so that he could follow Marsha and find out what was wrong with her. Luke came out of the interrogation room to almost run into the new chief who was staring after Marsha and Luke hurried after her.<br/><br/>He caught the door of the restroom as it was swinging closed and saw Marsha disappear in the first stall so that she could throw up. Had she gotten sick? "Marsha? You alright?" Luke asked as he stood by the exit of the restroom, just barely inside the place as he waited for a response to come from his partner. "Do you need anything?" He inquired, hoping that somehow he could help her.<br/><br/>Maybe she'd eaten something bad earlier that day or yesterday night.