Eleven was subdued, and I was pretty sure she was going to protest about the whole Lego thing.

She'd made it pretty clear that she didn't trust Three, or that my plan, wacky as it is, hadn't been anticipated by the Botfly.

In the end though, she went quietly. I like to imagine that I'd convinced her that it would work, but I'm not sure.



She's the only one who gave me letters. One for Mom, and… one for Lash.



I hope I don't have the opportunity to deliver them. I hope she gets to deliver them herself.

Though yeesh, the amount of explaining I'm going to have to do if I show up with nine other me's…