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[She is quiet for a minute, thinking it over. Then she lets out a soft sigh.]
You're right. She'll only worry more and spend the night wondering what happened to me.
[But that doesn't make it any less frustrating.] You don't know my mother. She doesn't see things the way I do. I'd be back in a tower again if she could. But I can't leave her, I'm all she has. I'll have to think of something else.
Thanks, Dean. [For reminding her that being stupid doesn't always end well.]