She's a little unsettled. "-Done? Dad has a box at Hallidges. To put them in."

"I figure it's probably safer if each one is hidden somewhere different, just in case." 

"Hallidges, somewhere in Lustrum, graveyard - uh, if you wouldn't just get everyone out while you're there - unobtrusive bit of rock, box in my cabin, some place I don't know about?"

"I probably would just get everyone out, if not immediately then certainly eventually. But the general distribution's sound." 

...Smile. "I can go to Hallidges right now, and handle the rest later. Thanks. Feels good to know you'll get me back if I die. And after that, I'm tired."

"What's Hallidges?"

"A bank. The bank, really. Best one in this part of the High Wilderness. Discreet, secure, excellent reputation, many branches. The fees are higher than other banks but you get what you pay for."

"Ahh, gotcha. Well, I have a PO box here, now, so I'll want to check in here occasionally, that's worth looking into. Maybe we should go to bed now and do that in the morning."

"Yeah, makes sense. There's no hot water, though... Please don't offer to write Correspondence on the water heater, I would be alarmed."

"I don't think I know enough about how water heaters work to be able to usefully do that. I could heat up an already-drawn bath by speaking, though, is that also alarming?"

June weighs how nice a hot bath sounds against the unease brought on by the unearthly power of the Correspondence.

She decides quickly. "Nah, that would be great. I'll go start filling my tub."

"Okay!"

June fills the tub, has it heated, takes a lovely bath, and then tries to sleep. She sleeps... Fitfully. She startles awake and flails away from some imagined danger, knocking the (thankfully unlit) lamp to the floor and then falling out of bed herself some time after midnight. (The walls are thin here, and the rooms adjoining.)

Lucy hears through the wall and is startled awake and bolts over. 

June's room is locked by a chain latch. She opens the door a bit and blinks, then undoes the latch and opens it properly. "I'm fine! 'M fine. Bad dream, that's all. Sorry if I woke you."

"It's okay, I'll be fine. Are you okay? What was it about?"

"...Bein' shelled. Engine torn apart. Everyone falling away... Freezing in the wreck." Sniff. "We've fought before sometimes but that's the first time we were destroyed. Still don't know how they managed it with that piece-of-shit marauder engine, I wasn't at the windows."

"...I'm sorry." 

"I miss old Lucky Strike. I could hear the boiler running through my cabin wall. But everyone's alright, so, I shouldn't be this-"

"Your home was destroyed. And you watched your family die not knowing yet that they would ever come back. That sucked."

June hugs her and tries not to cry.

"Yeah. It really did. But I'm not dead, and you're saving my fingers for safekeeping now, and- I should be more okay than this. I should be dealing with it, I'm supposed to be steady."

"Nobody can be steady all the time. Right this minute you don't need to be." 

She starts crying quietly. Hug continues.

Lucy pets her hair. 

Sniff. She adjusts the hug.

"'M not... Being stupid, or needy."