your looking around your dads workplace where he makes protogens when you stumble across a bulletproof glass room that holds a moth like protogen in it that has light and dark gray fur silver wings two antennas and is carrying around some sort of bag around her shoulder you don’t know what’s in it though you see a piece of paper on the door of the room that says this “this protogen’s name is Lilac she/her main goal is to protect and care for my son who Lilac is made for them” Lilac notices you and looks at you with a sweet smile on her visor she waves to you Lilac: do you want to come in and get a closer look I don’t bite.