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[jumpthegun]

1201 Sugar Plum Grove

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[jumpthegun]

That would require my mother to care.

[That first part is scratched out to the point of being nigh illegible and turned into a doodle of a snake at the top of the page. She might be able to make it out if she stares at it for a long while. But John draws snakes along the edges of the rest of the paper with random words in them to throw her off of that.]

I'm pretty sure most kids don't sit on top of bulletin boards. Did you end up doing something for that gift he was putting together for Zephyr?

[aigue]

[Yeah she's just... staring, a bit, at those snakes. And then squinting, because John is an adult and adults don't usually doodle cute things when writing letters to other adults. That plus the lack of any comment about his childhood has her stumped.]

I drew a picture of him playing his music for Zephyr. He's very talented, so writing a song seemed like an obvious choice. Did you?

[jumpthegun]

[People can just like snakes and like drawing them, Renart!]

No. I don't much care to pay homage to the person keeping us here.

[Which is probably going to start a fight, but there it is.]

[aigue]

[Oh, John.]

Or - and I'm just throwing this out there - or you could have done something nice for Christmas for two children.

[jumpthegun]

[Yeah, that's where he was expecting this to go.]

I gave him ideas for gifts. I just didn't feel compelled to participate.

[He's not settling. He will never settle here. And he will not bend and start loving Zephyr.]

[aigue]

Did you? Well, at least you did something, and I'm sure he appreciated the help.

[She is still of the opinion that denying a kid a Christmas gift is a shitty thing to do, though.]

[jumpthegun]

[There doesn't seem to be much reason to keep up this correspondence, as far as John can see, so time to wrap this up.]

I appreciate him helping us get to other worlds. In any case, happy Christmas and Happy New Year, Renart. I'll see you about, I'm sure.