“Aqua says you’re to have three days off a week now, no exception.” Ember frowned at you, like a drill sergeant visually tearing down a fresh recruit, and with every word, the space between your faces shrunk. The intensity of her tone surprised you, and you found yourself attempting to back away, but a hoof pinned your arm in place.  “And that includes today. I don’t care what sort of excuse you have for it, but this is your health we’re talking about. None of us are willing to make light of this situation, chief, so the decision is final. You, to bed, now.”