Elias; I don't think things are going too well, you're still too depressed. Me and Denzel made some cookies in hopes of giving you something nice and appealing to eat, considering you refuse to come out of your room to even feed yourself. Pink sugar cookies. They're pretty to look at, just like you are. 


Denzel said you refused to eat them because I had made them. It kind of hurts to hear that. I can't do anything to help you because you wont let me... If only I could do something to cheer you up just a tiny bit. Also, I'd like it very much if you'd help by looking after Denzel a little more before you accuse me of taking Nameless's place as a parent. I don't want that, either. If he's upset, he comes to me because you wont talk to anyone. 


Maybe I'll have to try and cheer you up even more with my baking skills. Butterfly cookies perhaps?...