"You think?" Even potentially on her death bed, Vala finds herself riling at being condescended and the fact he's stating the obvious to her. The sarcasm comes pouring out. "I thought it might have been the shrimp I had for lunch. So I'm glad we got that one cleared up, and you're qualified."

By the time the fact she had to wait a 'few hours' actually sank in, Carson was already walking away. She couldn't do much more than just lie there, banging her head backwards in frustration. She'd go crazy just lying here and waiting, she was sure of it.