Why didn't I tell you this when we first met? It seems so long ago now, the stations and transit now only contained in distant memories. Me in my legion, you in that damned tengu you'd never given up on flying. I don't think you remember it. A passing moment in the crowd, a proper meeting came much later.
Maybe it was seeing a caldari in dodixie that threw me. maybe it was the meta 4's jauntly sticking off the hull, or maybe I saw a kindred spirit between us, fools set about the galaxy in our little poorly fit tech 3's.
Even then I knew I had to meet you. Some burning, passionate desire lit my insides, what little I could do to stop it. The heart follows it's own desires, and mine hat set upon you with feverish resolve; out of the coldness of calculating thought in the depths of space came the desire to not be alone.
And now, though we float eons away in the realms of thought and clinical dispassion, my heart still burns for you.

-letters to danielle