X clung pitifully to Griffin, and he didn't let go, even after they'd landed. Everything was spinning and he felt sick to his stomach. Being rocked was comforting, in a way, but it didn't ease his motion sickness. X pushed himself away from the man and darted off to throw up without being watched. He tugged the leash away from Griffin's hand and moved off behind a bush, where he coughed a few times to empty the contents of his stomach, before returning to the man. "I'm sorry." He apologized, wiping his mouth with his arm, before returning to the warmth of the other's chest. "I'm sorry." He didn't even know what he'd done that he was apologizing for.
((Omg, I promise, all these weird health problems X has are things he originally had. I know it's super coincidental that he's got all these problematic ailments, but I promise, I'm not adding them in just because I can.))