[ For a moment, Mosley slows the cart and closes his eyes. His expression stays blank but it's obvious something about England's tone has upset him. In the next moment, his eyes open again and he speeds up, focusing on the road in front of them. ]

Because being sick is the same thing as dying. Wonderful to know. Are you going to fault me for being fallible, Mr. England? I'm sorry to disappoint but I'm not all knowing, all seeing, and immortal. There are things that I deal with and that scare me too but you know what I do? I deal with it and I make the best out of a bad situation. Maybe the rest of you should learn to do that too.

[ Seems like he's not just talking about vomiting motor oil anymore. ]