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Bachi smiled even wider at his response, grateful he agreed to it. She nodded wiping off her dress of any ash that had landed on the plain fabric.  “No sir. I’m fine. That is the most I could ask of you.” She looked up at him, “ Thank you again.” It was genuine. She really did appreciate what he was doing. “Though You never really had to do this.” She adjusted her clothing, “Well. See you tomorrow boss.”