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This is Martin. Just leave a message and I'll get back to you.

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I HAVE TO ASK:
ARE YOU MARTIN OF MARTINAISE?
*THE* MARTIN MARTINAISE?

[Mercy has been informed of the nature of gift-giving, and even with everything going on (maybe because of it), she's been moved to press forward with the holiday spirit, even if this isn't one of her holidays. There is a small parcel with a letter atop. The parcel contains a kosovorotka top that should be close to Martin's approximate measurements, with any luck.]

Dear Martin,

I have been meaning to reach out to you about a conversation I had a little while ago. It was with a man who said he is the one dearest to your heart. I am so happy for you, my friend, knowing you have that joy here. (Even if I may find myself the slightest bit jealous that he should be the reason you are unavailable for courting.)

We had a discussion regarding his eating habits. I fear for his health over this cold winter, sir. I mean no insult, but he is a very thin fellow and I would like to see him well fed and warm. I thought, perhaps, that I could bring food to him during work as he appears to be a most dedicated scholar. He kept trying to wave this off. I am worried for him. Perhaps we might band together, if you have need of a compatriot, to see some meat put onto his bones?

Kindly,
Mercy

P.S. Please let me know if I need to tailor the shirt for you. I was not certain of your measurements and guessed a bit.