Tilly screamed. Anna__ shocked brain only registered annoyance at the sound. Really, when had someone screaming ever solved a problem? She recognized her fixation on this irritation as her own way of avoiding the horror in front of her, but only in a distant and dreamy sort of way.
I worry about you. You__e good with people, I__e seen it. You like them. But there__ a limit for you._ He opened his mouth to protest but she held up her hand to silence him. __ know. You do care. But inside the framework of a project. Right now it__ your studies. Later it__l be roads and bridges. But people around you__heir lives go on outside the framework. They__e not just tools to your hand, even likable tools. Your life should go on, too. You should have more than roads to live for. Because if something does go wrong, you__l need what you__e feeling to matter, to someone somewhere, anyway.
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I worry about you. You__e good with people, I__e seen it. You like them. But there__ a limit for you._ He opened his mouth to protest but she held up her hand to silence him. __ know. You do care. But inside the framework of a project. Right now it__ your studies. Later it__l be roads and bridges. But people around you__heir lives go on outside the framework. They__e not just tools to your hand, even likable tools. Your life should go on, too. You should have more than roads to live for. Because if something does go wrong, you__l need what you__e feeling to matter, to someone somewhere, anyway.
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