Evfra -
How many have you told? Everyone must know, eventually, though I am not sure everyone will believe it. Aya and Havarl must be rejoicing now. The Moshae saved. Voeld emerging from the ice. A great victory over the kett. How can we tell them what those kett were - are? What will the Resistance do when we learn we have been killing our own? I saw it happen with my own eyes. I can't keep it out of my dreams. So many faces that we loved, that we thought were gone, and they had only been... changed. Did they remember nothing? Did they feel nothing? How much of us was left in them?
I am going to call my mother soon. She should know. There is always the hope that my father, my brother, my sister, were not turned into abominations, merely worked to death - how strange that that may now be thought a mercy!
The Moshae is recovering slowly. We will return to Aya when she is well enough to travel. She still resents that her wishes were ignored, but I can only be grateful. I did not expect the Pathfinder to listen to me. The Moshae is the one she needs, the one whose trust and respect she must earn. I am only an envoy from the Resistance - an observer - not even an official voice. But it was a voice she was willing to hear, and consider, and in the end, follow. Evfra, I could see it in her eyes - she not only understood, but shared our pain. She felt for, sacrificed for, people who were not her own. We can trust her. She is a friend.
- Jaal