What I wrote to Yamato; I decided not to send it at the last moment and just wrote it down here, so that I can remember that I actually did receive a letter, and that Yamato told me things:
When beautiful people show off, Yamato, they become different people. I only wish that I could have the confidence that you seem to radiate when you are around. Does being French give people an edge? Is is supposed to? Because I do wonder sometimes, Yamato. I really do.
I'm sorry that I wasn't able to know you that much. But I really thought of you almost.. almost as an older brother. You're so mature, Yamato. Maybe we will not see each other until I leave. But you will visit France once in a while, won't you?
Takeru is sad. I think everyone is worried. I am, too. Now they know what happened, but not what compelled you to decide to go where you are now. Or do they? Someday, please tell me.
And -- about Wallace? Maybe he does like me. Inside, I've been hoping for that. If he really does.. I'll tell you somehow, Yamato. Take care always. I'll pray for you no matter where I am.