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I shook my head, offering up a smile of my own as she pulled away.

[b]"Don't be."[/b]

How long had she bottled everything up? For that matter, how much more did she have bottled up? Optimist though I may have been, I doubted it could be solved so easily.

I would help her save herself, true, but that didn't mean it didn't feel like my contributions were only scratching the surface. The problem wasn't alleviated, only the symptoms treated.

So, when she pulled back as though there was a weight off her shoulders nonetheless, perhaps only some of what had burdened her, I was a little confused.

...Maybe, though, it was enough to get the ball rolling on her end?

[b]"You going to be okay?"[/b] I asked at length.