Katara holds onto Rixie's hands, her eyes shut. Her stomach is definitely doing flip flops, and her usual talkative natured is overridden by the fear that she might throw up at any time. Once they start to go down the slope, she starts to open her eyes again,and groaned. "I never want to do that again," she murmured.

When they stepped into the same room again however, Katara face palms. "Really?!"