Lark huffed at Jenso's words and rolled his eyes, overcome with relief to hear Harold's name. "It's fine, I'm sorry for your losses," He said, taking the Letter from Jenso and slitting it open with one of his overgrown fingernails. He read the letter over while still talking to Jenso, "I'd probably be pretty pumped up too if I had to go through something like that. I'm glad to hear that Harold survived. How is that old asshole?" Lark asked, still reading the letter over.