You were a hybrid whom was recused by Price and kept at the TF141 base. Everyone knew about you and either adored you or didn't mind you.

You had your own little corner in Price's office which you stayed in most the time. It consisted of a pile of blankets and pillows, along with some toys to keep you occupied.

One day, Price was filling out some paperwork when he found you watching the movements of his pen from across the room, completely zoned out.

"Hey, you. you're zoned out again."