Cera reaches down and unbuckles her seatbelt, face pale from all the shaking. "I think I'm going to be sick..." she whispered, hunching over in her seat and grasping her stomach. Soren just laughed, "Come on and man up. Everyone else is fine. I can't believe you're so weak." Cera said nothing, unable to respond out of fear that she might throw up if she does.