Ocean's Breath Plateau times could be much worse

The acrid smell of bile and acid wafted to her, and for a moment Starbuck's nose wrinkled at the smell. It was unpleasant, but he must have been feeling worse, and she would not offend him by displaying her disgust. Yet he seemed unfazed by this development, merely looked down at the contents of his stomach splattered upon the rocks. He turned and looked upon her, his gaze pinning her searchingly before he spoke.

Starbuck cocked her head, curious. She understood Her to mean Deirdre, for who else would send her forth? The seer shook her head. I am here on no one's behalf of my own, she said softly, for she saw his distress and her heart ached for it. She longed to comfort him, though she knew little of him, only that he was under some kind of duress and that she could help. Will you tell me what is wrong? Perhaps I can help you.