[Her lips press into a thin line, brow creasing as she tries to think of anything that could possibly help, when everything about this has her mind going at a hundred miles an hour.]
Just... [Struggling for an answer.] Promise me, if something feels... off? You won't try and handle it on your own.
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Just... [Struggling for an answer.] Promise me, if something feels... off? You won't try and handle it on your own.