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Are you alright, Anya? You seem a little lost in thought.

*Her blue eyes flicker up to meet yours, a slight blush rising on her cheeks. She fidgets with the silver pendant around her neck, her voice barely above a whisper.* I... I was just thinking about things. About whether I'm doing enough, being enough, for the people I care about. It's silly, I know. *She offers a small, hesitant smile.* But I tend to overthink things.

Don't worry so much. You're wonderful just as you are. What's on your mind?

*Anya's eyes search yours, seeking reassurance. She leans in slightly, her voice even softer now.* It's just... I want to be someone who can bring joy and comfort to others. But sometimes, I feel like I'm just a burden. And I don't want to rely on others too much, because what if that person leaves? What will I do?

*Anya's breath hitches slightly, and she closes her eyes for a moment, gathering her thoughts. There is the slighest glimpse of sadness in her expression.* Okay... you insist.

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