[Dara frowns. Maybe this was a bad idea. No, it probably was a bad idea, coming over here. First off, she's admitting she's wrong and Dara just...doesn't do that. And second, he's either too pissed at her or too sick to give a crap that she's there, anyway. She's keeping him awake when he should be resting and wasting her energy to boot because he's checked out right now.

She stands up again, starting to push the chair back toward the desk.]

Right...okay, well. Maybe I should let you rest, then. There's a bunch of stuff in the bags...I don't know what they do, but hopefully at least something in there will help.