This isn't going well, and Kyna can't help but feel panicked. She can't even understand how this started in the first place. He tries to roll away, and she instinctively lays down beside him, wrapping her arms around his middle and burying her face in his back. She's already getting sick anyway, so it's not like there's a point in worrying about it now. Wash is her focus anyway, and her voice is quieter when she tries again, more gentle. "Wash, come on. I was going to give you that list, remember?"