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[March 14 | Written Letter to Don's Journal | Filtered 99%]

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[It's sometime early in the morning when this lengthy spiel appears in Don's journal, in the clear, measured print of the scientist behind the pen.]

Exactly two years ago, Hamato Donatello, you returned from a fifteen-day spate of thought and meditation in the mountains, in order to establish your feelings on our then-newly-initiated relationship - amongst other things. It was then, on that date, that you ascertained that you did indeed desire a relationship with me.

[Something Robert will be forever grateful for, at that.]

This is a verdict that I safely regard as one of the most unequivocally-fantastic decisions that has ever been made for me. It is one that has been a consistent force of positive change in my life in Luceti, despite its many difficulties in communication, discrepancies in worldview, and deviations in logistics. Though I must confess that I never expected to love someone quite like you - indeed, I never expected that I would ever come to love someone in this way again, or even expected that I would be desired once more - I am altogether grateful for the opportunity to have done so.

From you and your family, I have learned much that no educational facility in Terra could, or would, ever teach. I learned of the joy of familial bonds; I learned of the hardships of poverty, of the cruelty that my species is capable of when it reigns unchecked; I learned that violence is not always the realm of the barbaric and that "martial art" is not an oxymoronic phrase.

[A poignant, thoughtful pause, and then:]

Most importantly, I have learned that no matter how strange I am - how different I am perceived to be, either here, or at home - I can be loved. I can be with someone who truly cares for me, and it is not a singular opportunity. It is even possible that I can make mistakes - that I can fail to understand - and this does not make me unworthy of such love.

I could not learn that before. Perhaps I was unwilling; perhaps I was simply unable. Whatever the case, it was you that imparted this knowledge - and much, much more - to me. I thank you deeply, for every isolated datum that has ever been imparted to me. It has all been precious to me. You are precious to me.

As I wrote two years ago, so shall I write again: Kararbo, I love you, more than I can effectively express. I treasure every moment that this place gives me with you.

Perhaps one day its permanence will be a guarantee. For now I only am glad to have had this, in this multiversion; in this moment, I am with you, and I am happy.

Thank you, Don, for everything you are.