Beverly isn't usually in the habit of overworking herself, but when it comes to a patient's survival, she can sometimes make an exception. Being overworked never ends well and she can't help someone else if she's not working at her peak. Strange illnesses usually make her adjust that ideal, especially if she has ha hard time coming up with a diagnosis, let alone a treatment on the fly. With as little technology and medicine as they have to work with, that's even more true.

So when she walks through the door to find one of her fellows looking miserable, she makes her way immediately over, all thoughts of her own comfort completely disregarded in favor of helping her colleague. Taking his hand in one of hers, she presses the back of her free hand to his forehead in a very primitive way of checking his temperature.

"How long have you been like this?" she asks, completely ignoring his plea. There's no need to get into that and he wouldn't even be asking her if he'd known her long enough. She's here to help, yes, but not the way he seems to be expecting.