I do not mean to sound bitter. But I believe I have earned the right to be wary. You know I care for you, and you know the trust and faith I have in you. But I can also see when bad news is going to be delivered. I would rather you say it and not make me wait with worry. I do enough of that on my own.

As for her, her name is Lightning. She's very dear to me, and is a strong, wonderful person. she was out on the routes, trying to clear pathways and help others, but a tree fell on her. She'll be all right, though.