[The page is a myriad of crossed out sentences, most of them unintelligible, before it finishes in one sentence. This was also meant to be private but Mr Crabbypants forgot about that.]
I'M SORRY.
[After a few minutes that's scribbled out too and then this appears]
no subject
[He really didn't want to talk about it. He'd already told Tavros more than what he'd intended.]