Here, it was a wonder everyone wasn't on antidepressants. She nodded slowly-- after all, everyone needs help now and then, and there was certainly no shame in admitting it. Though she's still worried.

"I understand. Have you--" She pauses, not quite sure how to ask without overstepping her boundaries, because as much as she's in the position of authority here, doctor to patient, and as much as she considers him both a friend and a colleague-- she's not used to it. "Are you seeing somebody about it, here?" Not that she doesn't trust him, but a temporary fix is supposed to be accompanied by a long-term strategy. And though she might dabble, Cameron knows she's no psychiatrist.