[ Her scowl doesn't let up, nor does her mind stop its working. Scowling down at the book again. Like the force of her frustration would some how make it reveal its secrets to her. ]
I will follow through on what you have learned to the best of my ability, so your work does not go to waste.
[ That itch in her mind, in her hands, ready to sink into something solid. Into the work, she knows well and best. Pull it apart with her bare hands. ]
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I will follow through on what you have learned to the best of my ability, so your work does not go to waste.
[ That itch in her mind, in her hands, ready to sink into something solid. Into the work, she knows well and best. Pull it apart with her bare hands. ]