Just typing you from the Kuriles infirmary... feeling quite beaten up from how this went down... think I helped one of your pilots out getting their pod... helping out. Naturally...
Gotta say the anti psionic pharmaceuticals you and the Bundschuh pilot provided a while ago atleast works somewhat as a suppressant. Can atleast ignore for a while my chronically recourring symptoms like that, still spitting up "ketchup" though.
Still a bit frustrated how you left the minute I arrived back then... listen, I wouldn't come to seek out you for just some cardamine and I like to finish my sentences... liking to help you out, but seeing you on an emotional intelligence level as the Hound gives a lot frustration. It is not only signs of withdrawal... the symptoms really started off back then when we snuck into the now known Earhart anomaly. Something sick and twisted is with my psyche as of late and I think only your wandering troupe can help me out there. Hell, I dont know what's wrong just that my innards feel like burning up and me eroding away... a lot of shit going on, especially this last year and much more since the crash. Thought there is more to it... also connected to the "spooky tales" we had on these "journeys".
And no I did various check ups, there is no nomad inside me luckily, tested that out three times on different spots, some other eldritch level shit is at place and I don't like it... and I can only think of you helping me with that.
Whatever weird amalgation of post cardamine crash symptoms that got twisted and mix with my experiences with the Sentinels are at place, I wanna get rid of them.