Ezner nodded, listening carefully to every word she shared with him. Surely there was a reason why those letters were made that way, right? Everything had a reason or purpose, at least everything that was made. The only accidents were those that occurred when people connected with on another. Him meeting Elisabeth had been an accident, the best of them. At her teaching him the difference between big and small letters, he nodded. It was like she had said how there were multiple Ezners, multiple Elisabeths. Everyone had different versions of themselves, and it seemed letters were no different. 

[b]"Yes, I do remember it now. Do the big and small letters sound the same?"[/b]

And when he felt her lips against his forehead, a spark ran through his body. He somehow managed to simultaneously relax and shudder from a chill all at the same time. She then caught his eyes with hers as she caressed his cheek. He was entranced, thinking absolutely nothing, just experiencing that cerulean gaze and the remnants of that bolt of electricity that had surged through him. 

He looked at all the letters, trying to remember all the ones he had seen. There had been so many. He would need to practice more, he thought. When she spoke, he smiled, looking back up at her coyly, [b]"You're a teacher right now."[/b]

And when she nudged him, he smiled more. [b]"How do you spell our names? I've never seen my name before. My mother always spoke it to me. She said it differently from me, but I think that was just her accent." [/b]

Then growing somber, thinking. He gently plucked the sheet of paper, looking at all the letters. [b]"Do you think our names start with E because our lives were going to be just as hard as that letter?"[/b]