Dear Angel,

I apologize for giving you my response two days after

receiving this, I’ve been rather… held up these couple of days… and
nights. There has been some recent commotion around the city
regarding the Eugenisis Cult. You remember those bastards don’t
you? Numerous sightings and recent disappearances around the
various districts have been reported, all of which seem to match the
cult’s mode of operations. Lady Steinway believes it would be best to
collaborate with you in particular during this investigation, so I
expect to be seeing you officially in the following days.
Regarding our… night… Putting work aside, I didn’t really
know how to respond, not after how we ended that night.
I have to be honest and I believe it’s for the best, I don’t think
I really meant what I said before our parting words. If I had meant
what I had said, it would not have occupied my mind so much these
past couple of days, no, it would not have stayed a lingering thought
throughout each hour, every minute, all fucking night. I don’t believe
that I’ve gotten a moment of rest ever since then, not since we parted
that evening.
Don’t be sorry for how you felt, for what you said. The fault
was mine and I shouldn’t have put you on the spot, I too was…
caught up in the moment and didn’t know how to handle the
situation. I don’t want you to think you’re just a game to me, I don’t
want you to ever think that, though I don’t even think I know what
this is… but I do know that I want to see you again. I really want to
see you again.
So… yes, I would like to go out with you again. Maybe we
might get another chance to spar. We never really did know who
won that night, did we? I’d like to feel that… rush again.
And no, you don’t.
Yours, Dove