He can’t not, after literal hours on hours reading every page of Gwenaëlle’s anchor-shard journals, learning the curve of her letters, the particular angle of the cross stroke on the F’s, the crisp businesslike cadence to her sentences: all of it so oddly, achingly familiar now. So the note itself is everyday, ordinary, except that Stephen stops and trails his wobbly fingertips over the folded paper. Realising: he’s never read one from her addressed to him before. He doesn’t write correspondence, so they usually talk via the crystals or in-person, but since they’ve been ships in the night lately —
When he reaches the bottom, he has to backtrack, lingering on the name. Signed Gigi, not Gwenaëlle, which gives him pause. A momentary confusion, details not aligning, until they do.
He won’t drop more work in her lap — he’ll run the list of stock by Julius himself on the way out of the central tower today — but he does take the letter and slip it into his chest pocket. )
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He can’t not, after literal hours on hours reading every page of Gwenaëlle’s anchor-shard journals, learning the curve of her letters, the particular angle of the cross stroke on the F’s, the crisp businesslike cadence to her sentences: all of it so oddly, achingly familiar now. So the note itself is everyday, ordinary, except that Stephen stops and trails his wobbly fingertips over the folded paper. Realising: he’s never read one from her addressed to him before. He doesn’t write correspondence, so they usually talk via the crystals or in-person, but since they’ve been ships in the night lately —
When he reaches the bottom, he has to backtrack, lingering on the name. Signed Gigi, not Gwenaëlle, which gives him pause. A momentary confusion, details not aligning, until they do.
He won’t drop more work in her lap — he’ll run the list of stock by Julius himself on the way out of the central tower today — but he does take the letter and slip it into his chest pocket. )