Amelia frowns. "I'm afraid not." She knows what they are, but there's no way she could reliably differentiate them from one another. Geology was never something she took the time to learn about.

Holding back a sigh, she sits down on the couch and sets aside her bag. She folds her hands together in her lap and looks down at them silently, feeling completely useless. It's an uncomfortable feeling, one she always does her best to avoid. But here, now, she feels that and something even more terrifying - helpless. Helpless against what's awoken inside of her. Helpless when it comes to offering assistance to her friend. Helpless when it comes to doing anything for herself.

It will get better, she knows it has to, but in her sleep deprived state it's hard to remember that silver lining.