[At his gesture, she sits down in the chair and turns to look at him, her expression a lot less gloomy than before. Bela glances down at the device and reads the message, smiling faintly.]
And you won't be. They'll make you better, this place is advanced.
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And you won't be. They'll make you better, this place is advanced.
[She's trying to convince herself.]
You just worried me.