Right around when we stopped the first time. It... started pretty mild, and got worse. I can ignore it if I'm distracted, but...

[ Blake trails off, shoulders hunched uncomfortably, gaze cast off and to the side. She can't help but be embarrassed by this -- she's normally so in control -- but there's a little bit of relief in being able to tell someone. ]

I feel like it's getting worse a little bit at a time, but I don't know what to do about it. Food didn't help. It kind of just made me feel sick, actually.

[ Her gaze flickers to Jayce; curious, concerned. ]

When did yours start?