Randy was definitely not feeling well. Rather he felt as if his heart was moving up toward his throat which was constricting itself rather tightly. It seemed someone, he had not the time nor the sense to recognize who had tried lifting him upward taking his right arm. His hands were rather full at the moment so he had to manage tossing his mallet down into his overalls before even reaching to grab the potion that was offered. He would immediately try to down and drink such. Especially seeing as his legs, were rather refusing to work at the moment which was becoming more and more apparent. It seemed someone else had come along as well. Mentioning a mad dash of some toward the ship. Getting there rather quickly did seem or sound more or less like a relief. Being rushed there in his current state brought about the idea that he would mostly be dragged along in a rather awkward manner. What difference was that between that and now? He could not recall much of what was in between the time of being dragged away and arriving on the ship. Perhaps he had blacked out somewhere along the way or his mind had be muddled. It seemed he was still carrying the wrench and covering his mouth if only barely so that was a relief. It was even more relieving that the nausea had died off and hopefully would not return yet. Maybe there was another black out because before Randy knew it someone else was looking over him, examining it seemed. The name of the person was rather, slipping his tongue at the moment. Not that he had the strength to speak it even if he did. It seemed Randy was being given another potion slipped into his right hand. There was a brief hope that it wouldn’t bring back the nausea especially mixed with the other one from earlier. Randy tried drinking this one down rather quickly as well. It seemed the person had been in a more humorous mood which was good or perhaps a good sign of some sort. Randy would have returned a thank you of some sort but was rather afraid the nausea would catch up to him rather quick and decided not to risk it. A mixture of a smile and a grimace was the result to show that Randy was at least alright for the second without being vocal.