"Normal?" Helga scoffed.  "Things will never be normal for us, dear, as long as we're in Wil's household."  But still, she circled a comforting arm around the girl's shoulders.  She looked so fragile, as if the tears welling in her eyes would shatter her if they began to fall.  "Love is never easy, but don't wish it away.  When you find it..." she sighed, wondering how to put it to words.  She settled on a metaphor.  "You want to know why romance hurts to much?  Why it's so hard, so trying?  Because in the end, if you persevere, it's the best gift of all.  You can't expect for everything to just fall into place.  No, that's far too kind of fate."  Helga gave her a lopsided smile and patted her on the back.  "Now, don't expect that you can brush me off so easily.  I'm your supervisor, after all, and Wil put me in charge of taking care of you.  Your secret's safe with me."

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