I know you ain't talking to me no more. But hear me out... Turns out power armor ain't easy to steer. Fell off a cliff getting away. It's good and stuck now. Good news though, I found your finger -- I mean, I'm pretty sure it's yours. It's all black and weird looking. Anyway, thought you'd want to know. I also thought you'd want to know they nicked me good. Not sure if I'm going to make it. If you're gonna come get your finger... do it while I'm still breathing, okay? I want to know things are good between us before I go. I miss you bro.