[ if words stumble in type, its only more excessive in the free-flow of writing in your mind's eye — the letters are right, but he shoves them out all at once and its a miracle things are as legible as they are. ]
wow that's so cool thank you so much!!
you really got all the little details, too. i can't wait to put this together — wait, do you think i could combine it with that magic slingy thing i can do now too?
[ the replies are piecemeal, as his hands pass along, away from the disassembled parts to the elegant journal. it opens in his hands, none the wiser to it only being for him. there's a thrill of giddiness when her words dance along his mind, across his vision as he stares at blank pages. did she just....give him a diary? ]
it will. this is really nice thank you for thinking of me.
[ genuinely. with everything going on, with how unpredictable this place has been with its own magic, its own events, peter never thought about something as mundane as a care package and yet - here he was, grinning from ear to ear. ]
oh! okay, i can do that!! i'll send it with the next caravans! i did notice though - they check the packages, i think.
[ authority can be good and all, but a kid from queens doesn't exactly like the idea of them reading his mail. fantasy magic world and do-gooder tendencies side. gotta watch out for the little guy, and that means letting people know officials can snoop through their stuff.
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it's...probably not surprising, though. ]