Mel sighed alongside Topher, hating not being able to treat him herself, give him something that would make him feel better. "Okay, how about I get Mari? You have to take a break eventually, she can see you then? I just don't want you overworking yourself, you've barely slept!" She didn't want to tell him what to do, but he couldn't go on like this without stretching himself thin to the bone.
She threw her hands in the air helplessly, shaking her head. "That's not what I meant and you know it. I'm exhausted, some days I have no clue how you manage to get up and treat everyone. I would've collapsed days ago and I admire you for your strength, but I won't sit by and watch you run yourself to the ground with work." She rarely got so intense, usually she was bubbly and happy with the world. Just not when she saw someone she loved in pain. "It doesn't make you weak to admit that you don't feel well, you know? And I won't love you any less for it." She also tended to talk without thinking about it before when she was upset.