I swear the next scene will be something not actively making things worse for Talita.
Transcript
Talita: I don't think me being his boss is working out. Could you transfer him to internal mechanics?
Mel puts a hand on their hip and thinks, expression doubtful.
Mel: Well… it’s only about a week until his contract expires. Could you possibly stand waiting that long? We wouldn’t really have the time to retrain him, and your team is already short a member.
Talita leans her face against a hand and looks away, dread and exhaustion closing in on her like the ceiling pressing against the back of her head.
Talita: I… I guess.
Mel: And if you'd rather I have a chat with him, let me know!
The connecting tail of their speech bubble passes over Talita's face, as oblivious to her distress as Mel.
