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Me (insisting): In any case, you don't seem to be in a good mood. Sébas (finally turning to me, a glass of milk in his hands): It's your friend, my problem! Me (confused): My friend? Are you talking about Anna? What did she do? Sébas (visibly discouraged): I try to help her as much as I can, but it's not easy. I don't understand what's wrong with her, actually. Me: What's wrong with her? I haven't noticed anything, except her stuff with the spirits. Sébas: Yeah, let's talk about that! It's like she's trying to find a solution everywhere, except in the right place! Me: But a solution for what??? She doesn't have a problem, Anna!