It’s pretty calm now, but neither kitten liked the swells off the starboard side leaving the Patuxent River. Chich in typical fashion, puked in the pilothouse then moved to the salon. I checked on Nik in the forward birth. Lots of tongue action, our sign of preparing to urp (although she never has). Moved her to the salon and covered her with the orange blanket. Her new nickname is Lumpy. Both kittens happy now. There is always something to do when transiting.