Xiann Sivron,

I hope this comm finds you well my dear sister. It has been such a long time since we last spoke or saw each other, too long. So imagine my surprise when I see your face in the crowd on Denon. Dressed in fine clothes, no less. I am most relieved that you not only managed to escape that dump we used to call home but also seem to be making a fine life for yourself, if your attire and friends are anything to judge by at least.

I will be staying on Denon for the next few days. I have attached the address, do come by for a visit so we can catch up properly. But if you are too busy for your loving big sister I will understand, just send me a message and I will tell you where I will be.

By the way, I happened to notice you seemed at least somewhat familiar with Miss Karloo. I have been thinking of trying to get a contract with her company for shipping. I don’t suppose you could put in a good word for your dear sister? Or perhaps even give me an introduction?

It was lovely to see your face again XiXi and I hope to see more of it. Looking forward to hearing back from you.

Regards,
Sienn Sivron

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The comm sat open on the padd on the worktop after Xiann had only been able to read a paragraph at a time before becoming overwhelmed with rage. Each time having to put the device down and go find something to smack with her wrench. Even the response that she had started caused her to leave for a while, currently only reading;

“Kunta tuno, tun pointte kunta ' uza Numa”