Lenalee sighed, picking up coffee cups from various desks. It was another part of her job. Just something she had to do. No big deal.
She stared into the worn faces of scientists, some who going on their twelfth cup of coffee, their fifth sleepless night. All to provide her and her fellow exorcists with what they needed to beat the Akuma. Lenalee noticeably flinched out of guilt for them. She didn't deserve this many people working for her. She was fine with what she had. They really didn't need to do all of that for her…
But at the same time, would she seem ungrateful if she told people to stop and rest? Many of them were too kind to tell her if she seemed at all unpleasant, but she could tell. And she didn't want people to be disappointed in her. She was a perfectionist, and she also wanted everybody happy.
But there lied the paradox. If she continued quietly, ignoring the exhausted people around her, that would leave them tired and miserable in that way. But to tell people to stop their work would make them upset with her. Either way, they wouldn't be happy. It was a lose-lose situation. Lenalee couldn't stand it in the slightest.
She quickly finished refilling coffee mugs and hurried out of there, before she could upset somebody more than she had already done to herself.