Broken Antler Fen PeachPuff

Wraen recognized that feeling, though it had never been as bad as Eljay's. If a burnout was a heavy rain-cloud, thunder rumbling, lighting showing, then she had always bolted, upon the very sight of it over the horizon. Her brother-in-law, however, had not only missed the warning signs, but continued to operate right in the middle of a storm without an umbrella or any protective clothing. No wonder he had got drenched quickly, cold and unable to function. Good thing he had not attempted to toughen up and weathered the storm. Otherwise he would have probably worked himself in the grave. 

"Do you remember the last time you had honest holidays?" she asked him after a pause. "Because I am no healer, BUT as your leader I prescribe you good night's sleep and rest - as much as possible, and doing all things you enjoy and haven't had time to do in a long while," she told. "And Maia in healthy doses, though I haven't heard that anyone has ever suffered from overdose of pure awesomeness," she finished. "So - would I make a convincing healer?" she asked for his opinion.