You were so naive back then, Ren. Letting Dorian write the letter to Carson like that? Placing your voice into another person - how uncouth! No wonder why you had gotten yourself into so much trouble. You hadn’t found yourself, yet. Even so, you were looking so intently for me, in that time, which I suppose to be a commendable thing with the mental juggling necessary to distinguish friend, foe, freight, fight, fear, or flight. I sometimes wonder how your shoes and skin would have fit me if I…