[it's like talking to a younger, bouncier version of herself!!]

. . . I understand. I know people are relying on you. [hessssitation] Believe it or not, I am one of those people.

I-- [nggggh. feelings? when was the last time she felt this way. . . when was the last time a fear of loss gripped her heart so tightly it made her chest hurt? come to think of it, the last time that happened, she totally volunteered to die in order to protect her friends]

I don't want to see anything bad happen to you.