You’re falling asleep on Illyana’s shoulder in the back of your boyfriend’s car. You had dragged her to a sermon, and now you’re both on your way home. She tries to imagine what you’re dreaming of, amidst the mumbled nonsense between your steady breathing.

She has to wake you up to get you out. Your boyfriend waves from the end of the driveway till your in the house. He can be nice sometimes, but other nights, you admit that he’s not what you had in mind. There may be better, but you don't feel worth it. Illyana definitely disagrees

Illyana knew you always wanted to raise a baby by the lake. Knowing you, they'd be the first kid to never hurt another. She sees you look at him and wonders if he'll make you a mother. However if you get married, she’d object. Throw one of her demons at the altar and lose your respect. She’d rather lose her dignity than lose you to somebody who won't make you happy.

For now she’ll keep being your best friend. In your drowsy state, Illyana helps you walk to your room at the facility.