Shaela barely registered the second voice, but she knew the tone. Authority. Candy or no candy, she had to try to move. However, moving mean the world spun again and she whimpered clutching her stomach as she began to retch. It was rebelling. Her whole body was rebelling and her hand went from her middle to her mouth as she tried not to lose whatever it was her stomach was trying to kick out.
Another step and she stumbled to the floor, her stomach finally forcing bile out. The act causing her to retch several more times before curling against the wall. It was hard. it was stable, which was good as her vision was blurry and her head foggy.
"M sorry...professor," she tried to say, but in the end, she wasn't sure if she actually said them aloud or just thought them.