To say Maeve didn’t feel well was an understatement. Despite what she had said to Tobias about not needing help with her sea sickness, getting it under control was proving impossible as the ship bounced about in the waves. Apparently, her stomach wasn’t strong enough for a storm. She found her way to the doctor’s quarters and gave a feeble knock on the door frame. “This is going to sound pathetic,” she said, cringing at the fact that she had to admit this to Thaddeus, “but do you have anything to help with sea sickness?” // @doctor-durant​








