He hands her a letter. Open, clearly she's meant to read it. If she does.
"Dear Mr. Burton,
My name is Annie. I'm 13, and I am missing an arm. Sometimes other kids stare, and I feel like a freak, like I can't ever fit in.When I read the story, and she lost her hand I was so mad at you, but then... something wonderful happened. Her weakness became a challenge, and her challenge defeated became a strength. And she struggled, and worked, and believed in herself. And she helped her people, they needed her. She was... she mattered. Not because she had one or two hands, but because she was brave, and she wouldn't quit, and she would't let her people suffer! Please write more Silverhand books. She makes me believe in myself. I actually climbed the rope, just like she climbed the pillar in the crypt of Paleworm. I thought if she could do it, maybe I could do this. I know you could say her story is done, but please don't. Other girls like me might need to believe in themselves, and Silverhand helps.- Sincerely, Annie, Winterwarrior in training"
"That's a copy of the Email I got," He says "And more came. The girls love her. She's their hero.So, suddenly I had to write another book. I'm good at it, and it helps Gerd's future college funds. And... she's become her own person. At first, I get letters from girls that didn't want me to kill her or even stop telling her story. Now, I find myself rooting for her too."