My Dear Boy, The lab reports from your dear brother Halward's passing came back, and they found there was a curious bit of adder venom mixed in with his daily Hydroflow regimen. How did it get there? Who's to say? Perhaps his luck just ran out. But you, my dear boy, always seem to make your own. Regardless, this unfortunate event mixed with Bela's dismissal by her own monstrosity makes you the heir apparent to my fortune. I write not to congratulate you, but to impress upon you the importance of your role as Head of the family. Your work must be above scrutiny. I cannot tell you how many people I've had to deal with, writing to me about the death of their loved one due to Hal's serum or Bela's monsters. Use the gift of Echo to influence machines as I have, not living things. You must control it, before it controls you. Majordomo Enfield P.S. - Please don't die stupidly. Can you imagine the embarrassment of having Eloine as my sole heir? I shudder to think...