URGH-- Sitting down did not seem like an appealing idea, even after the lurch nearly gave her a not-heart attack, because even if she was getting used to this, the key word was 'getting'. They hadn't fallen off yet, anyway. She shook her head, but otherwise did not trust herself to respond, especially not without the contents of her stomach taking an unhealthy amount of interest in the outside world. Instead, she tightened her handhold just slightly. The slower speed was appreciated, but even when they stopped, her grip did not relax.

The landing was also welcome, although it did take her a second to let go. When she did, she was much quicker about getting off the board than she was about getting on. Her legs felt like jelly and she suddenly wasn't so hungry anymore, but oddly enough... she didn't feel too bad. If anything, she was lightheaded in a good way. ...She was kind of considering holding onto a tabletop for a minute, though. --Wait, 500 munny? She twisted to look at Ven and immediately regretted it. Oh man, her head.