Thank God for Jack Cardew, hadn't it been for his guidance, she would never have made it outside.

She held the railings tightly because the rocking of the ship was still making her unsteady. How could she, an ex Quidditch player and an avid flyer, get so sick from the gentle rocking of a ship?

"I think I don't like ships, Mr. Cardew," Cecily replied with a sheepish smile. "And that decor! I admire the effort behind it, but it can easily cause a headache to someone who is already feeling dizzy." She hoped that her critique wouldn't reach Miss Blackwood because she found the young woman rather nice. She really wished that it wasn't the case that the decor was making her dizzy!

"I felt trapped on that staircase."