Melinda understood exactly how Phil was feeling. She'd even been through this before...back home. She knew, if he were ever sent home, he'd be going through it again, too. She didn't feel it was necessary to bring it up, though.
She mostly dealt with it by beating the hell out of a bag at the gym. Talking to Phil about it? Well, that would be easy. It usually was.
"That bad?" she asked as she stepped into his office. She'd noticed the drink.