sea-sickness

Ah, Robert?___hhhh, not while I__ praying,_ he said, momentarily losing his place before he started again, __hank you for letting us survive that trip from hell. Thank you for ignoring my prayers for a quick death when I didn__ think that I__ be able to survive another day of starvation,_ he said, making her roll her eyes in annoyance.__ou were given three full meals a day just like everyone else,_ she pointed out, not bothering to mention the fact that, on most days, he__ received second helpings. She sat down on a bench near their luggage, wondering just how much longer he was going to keep this up.____ sorry for all the cursing that my wife forced me to do while I was on that boat,_ he continued, ignoring her even as he amused her. __s you know, she__ been such a bad influence on me. Thank you for pulling me from near death and somehow giving me the strength to survive.___ear death?_ she asked, frowning. __hen were you near death?___hen was I near death?_ he asked in stunned disbelief as he opened his eyes so that he could glare at her. __ow could you forget all those times that I could barely move? When I struggled to find the will to live so that I wouldn__ leave you a young widow? Did my struggle for survival mean nothing to you?_ he demanded in outrage, terrifying the people that were forced to walk past him to get to the docks and making her wrack her brain as she struggled to figure out what he was talking about.__o you mean those few times when you had a touch of seasickness?_ she asked, unable to think of anything else that he could be talking about since he__ been the picture of health during the majority of the trip.__ touch?_ he repeated in disbelief. __ nearly died!