
[Akane gets a letter from Charon, still just as simply as before.]
Dear Akane,
I am glad to hear that you received it properly - thankfully, a god seems much more reliable and punctual than the postal service, hm?
I had thought I felt a tinge of something last week, so I suppose that was your summoning attempt. I am both surprised and yet not at all - not on your account, mind! But more that whatever means our captor has placed us here, is powerful enough to block a call from the Throne itself. Which only gives me a suspicion onto who, exactly, is pulling the strings behind it all - there are only a few beings powerful enough to do that.
I miss you as well - every day, in fact! ..Do days still run down here? It's a bit hard to tell, given we're all but cooped up without a glance at the sky! Though it's not too dissimilar to the ship, is it not? Ah, perhaps you don't want to be reminded of that...
Regardless, I am a bit perplexed to hear Zack is at the center of all of this. I wouldn't have thought he would be, honestly - the boy seemed a bit...'slow', so to speak. Still, unless he finds his way down here, I suppose I won't find out how exactly until we manage a 'jailbreak.'
But do not fear, my dear. Merely getting a letter from you is more than enough for me, regardless of the important information contained in it. Why, you could send me a letter full of nothing more than random gibberish, and I would treasure it all the same! ...While also being a bit concerned for you, of course! You are eating, I hope? And your fevers - have others been helping you through them? And you've better have been resting, young lady!
Ahem, I suppose I should cease bothering you like an overly broody hen and stop before this letter gets any longer and incurs more of a cost from me. I am sending all my love, my dear - and my apologies. I won't elucidate, but I believe you should understand why. I am an old fashioned man with old-fashioned foibles, after all.
Still refusing to give up,
Papa