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Dan -

Most of our encounters have been somewhat introspective in nature, and I should like to spend some time getting to know you better. Please let me know if you are amenable to meeting somewhere.

- Evelyn O'Connell

[Evelyn knows better now than to send Dan text messages, so instead she takes a quick photograph with the tiny lens on her phone that someone showed to her once, and ships it off through the aether as a little attachment.

When she appears over the feed it makes more sense as to why she resorted to the video function, because her hands are very sticky and she's wearing a messy apron. Breathlessly, with a grin:]

Dan! Do you like honey?

I won't be in the library today.
Out riding.

-E

As far as I'm concerned, the NCR got exactly what they deserved. They're no better than Caesar and his war dogs. I understand that you feel it was your fault, but you had a job.

You had no way of knowing what was in that package.

I was kidding when I said write a letter, but I'm thrilled beyond belief that you're writing. I still don't know how you managed to hack terminals. If you'd like, I could teach you Latin. It's a beautiful language when not butchered by the Legion.

As much as I'd hate to admit it, but I will, it's good to see your face again. It's been a while, but you left me with a sulking Craig Boone. Shame on you. I can't forgive you for that.

Darling, are you busy?

[It's difficult to send this.]

I know you didn't expect this. I know we didn't expect this.

I know you've been giving me space to manage, and explain.

over here

Don't need to tell you to keep Evelyn safe during this.

I'm asking if you want help.

[ Jane leaves a couple of wrapped presents for Dan, with a note:

Dan,

Thank you for everything. I needed a friend, and you were there for me. I'll always appreciate that. Merry Christmas.

Sincerely,

Jane

His gifts include:

A set of classic books

A nice shaving kit

A tin of homemade peppemint bark

And how could she forget the puppers! There's a fancy water bowl ]

[She brings him simple gifts, as he is a man with simple needs: a bottle of witch hazel aftershave - that light and minty scent he adores so much - an excellent vintage, and a worn but clearly well-loved copy of T.S. Eliot's The Wasteland. The inscription on the inside reads]

With tremendous love,
Your Evelyn

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image + video;

July 1, 10:13 AM

text - about that letter

text; February 14th

-> 1 week after Alex's arrival

private text

After Alice's post 10/23 text