Food sounds pretty good right about now. A snack never fails to help me calm down a little...!

[Though, she figures he doesn't need to know that she's calmed down more than a few times during this whole thing. She readjusts herself as she catches herself just starting to flip backwards again, inhaling sharply.]

I like, really don't want to get used to this. I mean, the more I think about it, the more I think about all of the little stuff that I'm used to having gravity for.

[Like sleeping. The idea of floating around with a blanket isn't exactly appealing.]