text;

[closerift]

[ Though she's had her hands on the communication device for months, Cecily still isn't entirely sure how to use it. Not well enough that it's taken her until now to send out a city-wide message, anyway. As a result, though, she texts as if she's writing a letter. ]

Hadriel,
Her name may be 'Delight,' but do not forget that she is one of them. Do not forget all that they have done to us since our arrival and how little they know of us or care for our safety.
Most of all, do not forget the last time that they offered us something edible.
I promise that I am as much in need of a drink as anyone else, but I remember too well what their gift of food did for us, or, rather, to us.
I would not be surprised to find that their bar offers much the same danger.

Be well,
Inquisitor Trevelyan

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[closerift]

Cecily, please. It is terribly formal and I'd prefer not to use it. [ Sometimes, she does so more out of habit than anything. ] May I ask yours?

[ Maybe giving her first name will stop the other woman calling her 'dear' so much. ]

But they didn't bring us here, or so they say, which says to me that they could have gotten by without us. If that's true.