Roland stops for a moment, turning serious once more. His questions could wait until she was more stable.

"Hey," he starts off, voice firm without losing an ounce of care. "Do you want to take a break? Sorry, I didn't mean to overwhelm you." He looks around, at a loss on what exactly they needed to do since Anemone had no idea what the medicine was.

"How about I go and find you a doctor, or something? They could check up on you, then give an alternative medication to help? Sound like a plan?" Because we're going to be walking around in circles until you collapse if we don't know what we're looking for, kid.