E-mail to Scott Summers

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Dear Scott,

I realise we don't have a great deal in common, but one thing we do share is a deep affection for Elisabeth. Although, exact depths may vary.

It has come to my attention that Betsy seems a little moody and erratic lately. It's not her normal character. I thought she was finally coming to terms with the terrible attack that blinded her, but something is agitating her now moreso than ever, and I hoped you might know something about it. And if not, well, I hoped you might keep an eye out. For preference, the big red one on your face, not the little pink one in your pants, delightfully diverting though I'm sure it must be.

The day of the Shaw incident was the first time she and I had really spent a lot of time together in a few weeks. I thought her agitation was due to the work we were doing that day, but all through Sunday she wouldn't relax either, and at the party at the Hellfire Club I was sure she was going to throw a punch at one of those godawful clowns.

I tried a little dream therapy Sunday night, but all I got was flashes - of the most brutal images - and then nothing. She's throwing up walls. That's not entirely unlike her, but it's not how she normally is around me. We used to have a familiarity, a sympathy of minds, but it's slipping away. She's changing, Scott, and I don't know what might be causing it.

Let me know your thoughts.

With love,

Emma.