[private to Hood]
Hi Jake.
How are things in the Elf world? Quiet, probably, but I'm not sure if you'd mind that. Maybe you do, I'm not really sure. There's a lot I never got to know about you. I hope I still get the chance to find
I think about you a lot. Especially at night, when I'm trying to fall asleep. I was beginning to get used to having you around. But things are okay here, I guess. Can't really complain. I haven't been able to see Mikney for some reason, I'm worried about that. I wish I knew what was going on.
But I guess that's what everyone here wants, isn't it? To know what's going on. To know more about the war. To know which side to pick. To know who's on our side. To know how to get home.
Rowan seems to be nothing but a series of unanswered questions. Maybe that's something you appreciate about it. Isn't that what scientists try to do? To find out questions and answer them?
I'm sorry if this is getting too long or too introspective. I guess I just don't really have much of anyone to talk to anymore. Cherry and I haven't been getting along so well and Bret is spending most of his time with Cho. That's part of the problem with working in a tavern, I guess. You spend so much time listening to other people's problems, but you don't have anyone to listen to your own.
I miss you. I hope you write back.
Yours,
Cordelia