It isn't that unusual to hear sounds of people vomiting at a carnival, in fact Roxy had stepped away from the midway for a bit because she wasn't exactly feeling the best either.

"I shouldn't have had that deep fried mars bar..." She mutters and stifles a burp, when she hears the unmistakable sound of someone throwing up near her she almost laughs and tells them that she understands their pain.

"I don't want to die..."

The words drift over to her, a small scared whisper and she looks up to see a man leaning against the gate, his posture that of someone who isn't just having a reaction to the Gravitron. She walks over and puts a tentative hand on his shoulder.

"Hey, are you okay?"