"I honestly don't know," she admitted, hating that she would have to lie with her next words but not having a choice in the matter. "I haven't traveled much in space, and the last time... I wasn't conscious for it." Lies were difficult to keep track of, so she tried to avoid them at all costs, and what ones she did spin were kept as close to the truth as possible. "But I don't think I'll have a problem. I used to be a pilot, and I never had trouble then."

Her stomach was strong, it was her head that was weak. There was no telling if this style of travel would spark one of her migraines or set off a reaction in her collection of psyches. She sure hoped it wouldn't come to that, because the very last thing she needed was to be in that position around someone she didn't know.