Redhawk Caldera Be true to your bar

The boy groaned at Finley's approach, looking rather pathetic while doing so. He shook his head, but that only made him feel more unsettled. Orca stated the obvious, and Phox shot her a dirty look. Of course he felt "no good." But the dirty look was quickly replaced with one of straight-up pain and suffering as his stomach cramped again.

Phox stood up, somehow thinking that would help, but it didn't seem to do him any good. His stomach made more funny noises, and it felt like his whole insides were twisting and flopping around (without his permission, no less). Half-lidded eyes looked at Finley with a sort of "what do?" expression.