[ Excuse you, he doesn't 'hurl.' He throws up politely in a restroom where no one is looking -preferably. But Percival isn't at the capacity to make it across the aisle at the moment, quite certain he'd just vomit up his actual stomach if he tried. While he'd grown used to frequent bouts of turbulence on the Grandcypher, it had never been to this chaotic extent, so he's having a little trouble in hiding how green and pale his skin has turned from all the frantic shaking.
However, at the sight of the vial being offered to him, his eyes narrow slightly, unsure if this is a trick or genuine kindness. Either way, he's not the type to simply put whatever is offered into his mouth, so he immediately regards the vial with open suspicion. ]
You can't just hold out something like that and expect me to take it! What's inside of it?
[ Even if it's supposed to ease nausea, he has his doubts about whether or not gravity is going to let him swallow it at the moment. ]
shakes on a plane;
However, at the sight of the vial being offered to him, his eyes narrow slightly, unsure if this is a trick or genuine kindness. Either way, he's not the type to simply put whatever is offered into his mouth, so he immediately regards the vial with open suspicion. ]
You can't just hold out something like that and expect me to take it! What's inside of it?
[ Even if it's supposed to ease nausea, he has his doubts about whether or not gravity is going to let him swallow it at the moment. ]