action;
[And for once there's nothing Garcia has to say to that. Or rather, nothing she can say with her throat all clogged as she holds back tears of both gratitude and guilt.]
[She knows the team wouldn't blame her for her lack of progress, but giving herself slack is easier said than done. This is her arena, that one thing she's great at, her chance to do something for the people who mean everything to her. And it's been way more than a day, and she has closets full of clothes after all that time she wasted shopping to make herself feel better, and she hasn't done anything.]
I know, [she says finally, once her voice is (mostly) under control.] I just don't know what else to do.