There's probably a hippie free love sixties child Daniel running round the ship somewhere sneezing his head off and with eyes that won't stop stinging and watering.

Vala on the other hand has no such allergies. She did have an arm that wasn't quiet co-operating though, it was as if she had to force it up to her hair. She congratulated herself on how quickly she came to the conclusion that this was pollen related though, clearly she was brilliant. She'd barely even had to formulate the idea and it was just there, in her mind. And then she closed her eyes. Vala blinked them back open almost as soon as they'd closed. Okay, she really hadn't intended on doing that, nor did she have any conscious awareness of why she was biting her lip.

"Stop doing that!" She wasn't sure if she was telling herself to not do that or what. But something was most definitely amiss.