[painstakingly neat handwriting]

[fourstonewalls]

Ema Skye is no longer at the Institute.

Comments

[signed; messy scrawl; doesn't know it's Ms. Skye he's replying to]

[ham_fisted]

What!? But

Th That can't be right, pal! I saw her just last night! Ema was sleeping!

[fourstonewalls]

Is that right, Detective?

-- Lana

[signed]

[ham_fisted]

You bet it is, pal!

. [reads her signature again] [small ink streak!]

[suddenly neater handwriting] M Ms. Skye? Is that you? [He's pretty sure it is, but it doesn't hurt to check. That and he's got no idea what he's going to say to her yet.]

[fourstonewalls]

Yes, it's me.

Thank you.

[posted after reading the responses]

[ham_fisted]

She

She didn't look hurt when I saw her. We'd planned to go out to search for something, so I didn't expect to find her in bed. I figured she had sleep to catch up on, so I left.

[large inkblot]

[fourstonewalls]

I was asleep as well, and just as unintentionally, I assure you.

What were you going to look for?

[ham_fisted]

[inkblot, pen taps]

We were [inkblot] I thought she might need something to help her cheer up, so I decided to make her a gift. It was meant to be a surprise, but she turned out being the mystery person on the bulletin board who volunteered to help me make it.

[fourstonewalls]

That...sounds like Ema.

I'm sure she would have appreciated it.