Dear Mun . . .

... You had my arm ripped off.

You, not you personally but it still counts darnit, had my arm ripped off. Not cut, not even removed by someone or somethin' that would know what they're doin', just literally ripped off by pullin' after getting a hold of it.

Robot or not, I can still feel that! I also like havin' both of my arms right where they need to be, not one tossed onto the floor off somewhere in a corner or something. Frankly I prefer it that way, and it had better just not be done anywhere else.

I need all my limbs, and don't you go tryin' to pacify me by just goin' "Oh, it can be repaired after. Not a big deal, nope" or anything like that. I know it can, but that ain't the point at hand.

That's just the tip of this iceberg of horrible, too!

What the flippin' heck is wrong with you‽

Still not seein' how you can miss me when I haven't gone anywhere. I'm right here, just like always most of the time. Far as I can tell you're just bein' weird, which isn't all that surprisin' by now.

So... Nope.

Not seein' the problem at all.

Good to see you finally gettin' off whatever streak you were on, actually listenin' and not makin' life there as horrendous as you could be. Actually ain't got anything to complain about, even takin' it easy on me with what you're plannin'. Can agree that it's... more or less right.

Be nice to have all of what's been goin' on done with for a while, a little peace- Well, as much peace as we can get in that place. Then again things have been better, other than that thing you're wrappin' up.

I'd reckon Miss Alice would like what you and the others are talkin' about, with gettin' her family closer to ours in a way. Do work pretty well together, from what I've seen. Even if one of them keeps taking one of the Hatchworths to their farm, he does always come back safely.

Think everyone could use a break once it's all handled.


Been a while.

Now see here, there ain't any reason at all to involve me further in these plottin' little thoughts of yours. None. I'm involved enough as it is in this horrible mess you kicked off, and just because you're havin' issues with the other poor folks you got doesn't mean you gotta shove more onto me. You got stuff waitin' on you, go do it. Worry about some sorta resolution when you can talk to those encouragin' friends of yours, not now just because it was brought up earlier-

I'm not trying to tell you to torture them other folks with me in my place, will you stop it.

What happened to the days when I could win with you? You're gettin' worse than her.

Really?

The two of you are goin' to find some way to make things go horribly wrong. It's a pattern that's developed, and if it doesn't go horribly wrong- You aren't that nice. What about those other things, the other places? Can't keep retreatin' because it's easier throwin' me into things.

Or doin' the same with Hatchy. Not talkin' about that horror game. Nope. No. I already said you weren't nice.

... Why do I bother. It's easier talkin' to Rabbit.