Originally Posted by Anna Banana

Ahhh, so Connor didn't feel well either. Yes, Sierra definitely knew the feeling. She'd practically felt like crawling back to the common room after that class on the old ship. She thought maybe it was just the ship--maybe something on it, or even one of the plants. She hadn't felt any better, though, since stepping off it and coming back to the dungeons.

"I've been sick for the past hour," she told him, even though anyone who looked at her could probably tell she wasn't her usual self. She had no energy and, although she'd do anything to be in her bed right now, just didn't feel like walking much further.

Oh, ...wait. This boy was lovesick!? Ewww. Sierra was twelve and although she'd had at least one good crush, she hadn't really caught onto to the whole boyfriend thing yet. How one person could make another person feel sick without transferring any germs was beyond her. "You're lovesick?" she questioned, making a slight face. "...and, what are you?"

He made it sound like he was a Nundu or something.