She's already heard from Harley that Cricket survived the Nexus winter, but it's still a tremendous relief to hear from him directly. She sets aside her library book and quickly types out a reply.

Hi Cricket! We were really worried, too. What's your recovery time looking like? Do you need anything that the hospital can't give you?

Damage to the sand globe is minor compared to his physical health, but the thought of the storm destroying her gift to him fills her with a sudden, surprising burst of anger. At least until she exhales and lets it go. Things can be replaced, people can't. Even if this storm was anything but natural.

I can take it back to the artist who made it. If she can't repair the glass, she can make a new globe. She's very talented. Do you want me to come get it? I'm at the Grand Library right now, I can swing by.