[Renesmee] Hello, dear. I apologize for not contacting you sooner, I ran into a bit of... trouble, on my adventures, and have spent the last few days coming back to myself. I hope you are faring well, nonetheless? How did your meeting with your family go?
[Bella] I realize I have never bothered to introduce myself to you, and for that I apologize. I am Malakai Chmelyk, a friend of your daughter, Renesmee? She had told me of your plight with your family, and I was wondering how that was coming along- or, at least, if there was something I could do to help.
[Bill] Tell me, friend, do you have any information on firestarters?
[Kris] How are you faring, dear? I wanted to apologize, for my furtive actions before. The night was stressful for us all, but my reluctance to answer questions inevitably didn't help. But I wanted to offer, if there was... something you were unclear on, about any of it, I would do my best to help you understand.
[Rurik] And to think, I believed I was going to get a vacation, leaving the city. Less than a day back, and I need another. I was thinking, perhaps, a tour of the old city? The bluster of England is one thing, but it does not seem to be fall, without a real Russian night.
Once again, I find myself marveling at the sheer haste of this universe. I need a break.