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I choose to not worry.

I choose to not worry.[1mI choose to not worry.[0m I’m going to be very careful.””Yes, of course,” she said. She turned her head away, but she found her gaze on the table. “Let’s see, where is the kitchen? What about the bathtub?””It’s been made for your use, of course,” he said, his voice soft and distant. “I’m guessing it’ll be good for your good health.”She turned back to him. “I’m not sure I’ve ever heard that. I’m not sure how it works.””Well, I don’t know. Do you think we should try it? It’s not a good idea to stay here under any circumstances; it’d be dangerous. I know that if we were to live at the inn, I’d find that kind of situation too dangerous.”Her eyes widened. “You’re a lot more dangerous than my mom’s,” she said. “I just hope I’m not overstating something, and you’re not.””Oh, you’re. I’m sorry, I’m really sorry. I was just trying to make sure that nothing bad happened. I thought it was okay. I thought it was a nice thing to do.” His eyes widened. “I’m sorry, I really can’t help it. I’m just sorry. I’m glad I’ve kept you safe.”She smiled, not quite sure if he was sincere or not.He nodded, his eyes soft and warm. “I think I could have gotten something out of it later. I don’t know if it was anything, but I think it’s fine.””What? It’s fine,” she murmured, her voice soft and distant.”It’s nothing,” he said, his voice weak and distant, his face uncertain. “It’s just a matter of my safety, if you can stay. I had a very nice time.”She held up her hand. “I don’t know if I can bring it back to you, and I won’t. I’m only going to call the police. I don’t know how to get back to you, or what to do. What we’re going to do is try to find something.””I don’t know. I’ll call my mom and tell her I’ll see you when I’m home, then I’ll call my