(no subject)

Dragons, my boots are soaked. I know it's only going to get drier the more southward we get, but for now, every single day it's like marching through ice, or slush, or both, and they're never completely dry even by morning ...

Celeste, can you help me out? I saw you do something with yours the other day after the march, and I swear I won't ask again! For, er, for a ... while?? Please? Just this time, I promise!!

Well, and, er, Sawyer's boots too. Yes!! He'll never ask, so I'm asking for him.

[Filter: Jace]

Er.

Hello.