Trudy had been putting this off for a while - it wasn't a conversation she really wanted to have, given that a small part of her was actually grateful Luis had doped her up so she couldn't go back out there and get herself killed.

Still, it couldn't happen again. She had to know that the next time she came to the medbay, she'd be back in the cockpit as soon as possible.

She had intended to come right in, but she could read the exhaustion in his body language all the way from the doorway. He looked like he was having a hard time of it - she hated to pile on. Still. "You work too hard," she said simply.