Jake can't help it, he flushes brightly when Cougar mentions the letter that had nearly caused him to spit out the drink he'd been sipping the day it arrived, the letter he'd hidden at the bottom of his pack like it was a porn mag and he was a guilty teenager just discovering them for the first time.

He does as he's told, moving to the desk, and the drawer he keeps A's letters in.

Fiddling nervously with the edge of the envelope, he returns to stand before Cougar again. "Okay," he says quietly, chewing on his lip.