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... ords. For a long moment, he stood frozen, his lips trembling with something he desperately wanted to say but couldn’t.
Finally, after forcing the words out of his dry mouth, he spoke.
"I—That is...I... do want to help. I’ve wanted to for a long time. But I don’t have any great skill, nothing that makes me special."
"My talent lies in planning, analyzing numbers, organizing. That’s why I was made secretary. I don’t have the strength to lead soldiers. I never did."
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