I'm not finished yet! I can still... I can still do more. He needs help, and I can still do more. [She clenches her jaw shut, fingers curling against the man's gown. How can something like this be so exhausting?

...and then with a gasp she pulls back, those pink bangs plastered to her forehead with sweat and her chest heaving as she gulps down air.] I... I just need to sit down for a bit, and I can...