Letters, several of them, are sent to Jay. Who sits with Lillicoon reading them. From those he saved, without needing to raise a blade.
https://peakd.com/fiction/@internutter/challenge-04151-k133-flying-free -- Anon Guest
"I've got mail," said Jay, looking in confusion at their datareader. "Why would anyone send me mail?"
Lillicoon had to smirk. "You mean besides my own reasons?"
Jay fumbled and short-circuited for a solid minute before her gentle laughter gave him the clue that she was playing with him. He relaxed and laughed a little. "Yeah, I doubt five hundred and seventy-four people are into my rakish charm."
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