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[artofpersuasion]

You're actually going to do it, aren't you? [She worries her lower lip, carefully considering.] It isn't that I'm not glad you chose me. I just- I wouldn't want to see you get hurt again.

I know. I'm not supposed to worry about you. That's Mom's job.

Promise you'll be careful?

[There's a short sigh.]

I'm scared too.