[It's personal on another front, if anything, not that she'd exactly anticipate as much. Jeremiah could half-explain it and she may not pry. But then again, he doesn't really like doing anything by halves.

Being tipsy on a rather capricious evening may have a hand in it, too.]

I had requested to send a letter home, to Anya. It would put my mind at ease, assuming time has continued to pass there and I've simply been... absent.