"For the last time, I'm petite, not 'little,'" she says, though there's a strain underneath her joking words. She is honestly tired of having to consider herself possibly in danger; she hates thinking that someone is using her to get to Joel. So as much as she dislikes being here, Cosette is trying to do her best to keep calm for the detective. It's not his fault her relatives and god knows who else out there are trying to kill her.

"Huh," she says, pulling the letters closer to herself. "I don't really recognize anything about the handwriting, but yeah, I don't know too many other petite blondes Joel associates with, so yeah. I'd say it's probably me."