"Sure thing," he agreed lightly. "Uh...no, I don't think so." Jack still had half his sandwich and part of his second glass of tea. While she was busy getting the ticket, he could finish off his meal. See if that calmed his stomach. Perhaps it was just some uneasiness from being conscious at sea for longer then a half hour at a time.
It was the first time this trip, after all.
When Sasha had gone off to do as she had said, Jack finally turned back to Miguel.