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Levan.
It... it is really nice to hear from you again. How have you been?
I've... erm, had a rough couple of months. As you can imagine. Look, I had to keep my head down, I had to keep my mouth shut, I had to quite literally disappear from the face of this Sector. This is not a decision I made lightly. I said this already, but Aspen talked some good damn sense into me, by helping me into considering being a live scoundrel on the run, as opposed to... whatever other alternatives there were on the table at the time.
I made a friend during my time in isolation - I think you've heard her voice already through my comms. That's Amsel, an old android model of some kind. She's around to make sure I don't die alone in a ditch. She acts as a... a bodyguard of sorts. And occasionally, she helps me with the groceries. I fix 'er up, and she shoves suspicious looking people away. It's a win-win arrangement for us both.
I eventually realized that if the Order really wanted me gone, they would've done so already months ago. I started making a few forays outside of Freeport One to test this theory. And then, outside Omega-3, and then off to Bretonia. I took it slow and steady to make sure I was right. And I was. I could finally breathe easy and take jobs like I used to before. This comes with a few caveats, like having to... appease some people, for example. The Technocrats being some of said people. Whether I like it or not, they will always keep tabs on me - it may as well be on friendly terms, at this point. I'm not expecting you to like these decisions. I only did what I thought was right for my own survival.
Forgive me for not talking to you sooner. I simply didn't have it in me to show my face around you after vanishing for so long.
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