[There is some time spent where Harry types a few things out and then deletes them. He is angry - no, furious - but he recognises it isn't Tim's fault. Tim has no way of knowing how hard he'd tried to find other ways to treat exhausted men who had been slowly losing their minds, nor how exquisitely aware he is that he was not trained to do so. Tim is not trying to insult him.
Still, the urge to scream that he is doing his best remains.]
I do not know what answer you wish of me right now.
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Still, the urge to scream that he is doing his best remains.]
I do not know what answer you wish of me right now.