Darya smiled as he wrote his reply. She took a deep breath to calm the butterfly’s once more before clearing her throat. 

“Hello Arden. It’s nice to finally speak with you.” Darya said outloud. Her voice was still scratchy with disuse, and her words had a funny sort of accent to them, as if they weren’t quite sure where they came from. She sat still, watching for his reaction. She didn’t think it would be any less than joyous but still. Her smile grew wide as she thought of more words to say out loud. 

“They healed my voice about a month ago but it took awhile to talk again...I haven’t told anyone but Toma. I was going to surprise everyone at once but I thought you should know first.” Darya explained, folding her paper back up. After today she hoped she would never need it again. 

“I need you to keep it a secret though, because I don’t know when I want to tell the others.” Darya said quietly, looking him the eyes to make sure he understood what she was asking, not that she really doubted him. They had been through thick and thin, and they always had each other’s back. This would prove no different.