[Vaan scratches the back of his head and looks cautiously at the transmitter. He's a little green, and looks a tad ill.] I hope this thing is working again. I haven't bothered t' use it in forever.

Anyway... I'm on a [he groans] boat. I don't even remember feeling this bad on the Nebra river... but I guess I can't complain. [he grimaces as the boat rises on another wave]

Penelo saved me from that weird library place... We're headed to... oh, what was it called? Figaro. Sounds Rozarrian.

I gotta go. I don't feel so goo---