One hand is clamped over her mouth, her breath loud and ragged through her fingers as she tries to stop herself from gagging. The other, Vas uses to prop herself up. The world spins and her vision swims, and time seems to drag. She sees and hears the little Troll girl approach her, but the meaning of her question doesn't quite sink in, not at first.

"Disgusting," she says, after what feels like an age. She pauses again, to choke down the taste of bile before elaborating.

"It means disgusting."