For a moment Raine stumbled over that one -- how could the confession of a childhood trauma and its consequences save someone's life? -- and she made a wordlessly questioning sort of sound before what he must mean slotted into place. Ah. "You mean that it's possible I may let someone die," she said, evenly if a little woodenly. "If I can't master myself, and other people don't know that they may need to compensate for that."
It was nothing she hadn't told herself before. She had managed; she was managing; she did manage. But the future was uncertain territory.
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It was nothing she hadn't told herself before. She had managed; she was managing; she did manage. But the future was uncertain territory.