Carissa Sevar very shortly after receives this parchment message:
One. I have other duties now and will deliver a transcript later. It will not be as useful as you hoped. Most thoughts of Keltham regarding his pattern-sight rested on incomprehensible ideas that I think Golarion does not possess. Some ideas that made it through those inscrutability-heavy sections were disturbing to the point where I must consult Aspexia before I share those with anyone who has her thoughts read as often as you.
Two. You know what you did.
Three. Listening to your thoughts is becoming more painful than amusing. You are not saving yourself any trouble by sending your thoughts scurrying in frantic circles every time I come up in them as a subject. You are who you are, you can't actually hide it from me, and you'll earn however much suffering that earns you. Lose hope, give up, and endure.
At the bottom of the parchment is a set of punishment codes describing a moderately severe half-hour session in a temple torture chamber, requiring it to be taken at the recipient's choice of time sometime over the next three days.