I—I know that, Lars! [Sadie flushes with mortification, clutching the towel in her hand as she turns on her heel. She's tempted to swat the box out of the air, especially since she only has one free hand—but she carefully takes it, instead, and sighs, scowling.]

I'm not saying you're useless, just— [Sadie bites her lip, her eyes falling. She goes from feeling irritated to feeling ashamed.]

For one thing, I'm a little embarrassed to be like this around you... And even if you were—you know, exactly as you were back home, I would probably still be fighting with the idea of sending you out for help! Not because I think you're useless, but because I probably really need a doctor.