[Yes, it's fine. Things are perfectly fine! Gina sniffles some more as she withdraws a handkerchief to blow her nose into.]

I- I dunno. I was tusslin' wiv some o' them leaves earlier, an' I won. But... but now all of a sudden, this is 'appenin'. Like I'm sick or sometin'. [A frustrated sigh.] But ain't never been sick like this before.