Jumping is generally a horrible experience. Short hops, Pheres can tolerate: five feet or less is no worse than walking, really. Long hops make him ill, but he can still do it.

Huge jumps, like this, are awful, and it turns out being drunk doesn't make it any better.

The world is spinning violently behind him, and it feels like his stomach arrives seconds after the rest of him. He's puking before his vision even clears, doubled over nearly in half like the added pressure will stop the nauseating pain.

(It just makes it worse. It always makes it worse.)

Hinnom is saying something, but Pheres is having difficulty just staying upright: listening is a little beyond him, right now.