"Poor baby." Muse said, tsking at Jamie as she rolled past. Sea-sickness hadn't been a problem for her - so far, at least. "It might get better." she said, hopefully. "We're supposed to be going around the worst of it." She looked up as Brodie entered, and gave a little wave. "Hello! Are you sick, too?" He looked like he was doing a hell of a lot better than Jamie was, anyway. At least Brodie would be sitting down for the show? Though playing the drums had always looked to take an awful lot of energy, as far as Muse was concerned. No wonder Brodie was such a thin guy.