Guardian stared at the blank sheet of paper. It was silly yes, but maybe Kero was right. Maybe writing a letter home would help. Even... even though it will never be delivered. Guardian looked up at the Grand Calendar. According to the bits she could decipher, it was now November at home. Thanksgiving would be coming soon. But this year she would get no turkey, no sweet cranberries, no stuffing, no potatoes, and no time with her family. "I'm fine." She smiled, even though it was a lie. "I've got plenty to be thankful for. It's just...not here."