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[tsunsandsteals]

[On Silver's bed, there's a series of letters addressed to: Jeb, Daria, Giovanni, Ash, Kratos and Zuko. Silver himself is nowhere to be found.]



Thanks for the battle.

I meant everything I said back there, too. Don't do anything stupid, take care of yourself, yadda yadda.






You were a good friend, someone who didn't try to make me see the bright side all the time. Sometimes you just wanna assume the worst or look down on stupid people, you know? And you're good at that. But...you're also nice, when you wanna be. You didn't mind a kid like me hanging around you all the time, anyway. So yeah. Thanks.

Too bad I won't remember Jack Wild once I get home. He wrote some good stuff!






Sorry we didn't get to hang out more. You're a great person...someone the old me would've called weak, but it takes strength to trust and befriend everyone you meet. Least that's how I see it. I mean, you open yourself up to being messed with, but you probably won't break.

Thanks for the battle. And for giving me a chance. And helping Typhlosion evolve.






It stinks that I'm going to forget everything I learned here once I get home. Especially because...don't get all smug about this but I'm glad I finally got what you said to me after you mopped the floor with me that one time! You're still a bleeding-heart and your cape is still stupid, but...you were right.

I'll try not to be so slow learning it again and maybe when you get back home, we can battle again. And I'll beat you for once!






...don't tell anyone this. I know you won't, but...


You reminded me of my dad, but at the same time you didn't. You listen. You protect people. You...care, in a way.

Sometimes I wished you'd been my father. Mine has a chance to learn, maybe, but you already seem to get it.

Thanks for all the talks.






Sorry we couldn't spend more time together. I mean, you're one of the people I felt...got me. I dunno, I'm not good at this sort of thing! But I kind of wish we lived in the same world, so we could be better friends if you ever came back.

Oh, well. Stay safe, take care of yourself.






...I don't know where to start. I'm no good at sappy goodbyes and junk like that, and whatever I've got to say won't feel like enough. I mean...you were my brother. Took me in and fed me and bought me stuff and looked out for me and didn't make me feel like a bother. Even when I would've deserved it.

I'm worried, too. I mean, I know you're not as weak as I thought you were, but you're too nice for your own good and you can't fight and what if someone else makes a game of roughing you up? Just...take care of yourself, okay? Don't let people walk all over you, fight back, don't lose you. Whatever that means.

And...thanks for not making a big deal of it when I got all...emotional about Dad. And letting me talk about him in general.

I dunno what else to say. This is the most I've said to anyone so far and it still doesn't seem like enough. And I hate that I'm going to forget you once I get home, all we've been through, all you've done for me.

This is the longest one I've written and it still doesn't feel like enough. Just...take care of yourself.

And don't forget me.