[And Galatea had shouted a few choice words over the console. This choice was bitter and heavy, and it would only get worse if people drew attention to it or tried to get her to talk about it. Some doors stayed closed, and locked.]
Don't carry it all by yourself forever. It gets really heavy, trust me.
[Despite the content of the words, his tone is light, cheerful. Have a little hope, it says. Share your burden.]
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Don't carry it all by yourself forever. It gets really heavy, trust me.
[Despite the content of the words, his tone is light, cheerful. Have a little hope, it says. Share your burden.]