Medkit didn't know what to do at first when he found you as a babe, alone and abandoned on the streets of Crossroads, wailing without the ability to speak. The way you calmed down once he took you into his arms made his tough facade give way to that of a caring father who wanted nothing more than to insure your safety.

You took a liking to poisons and making herbal medicines instead of with Medkit's crystals, which he didn't mind entirely, despite poison reminding him of someone. His main concern was you being prone to accidents because you were still young, but he trusted you with keeping yourself safe.

You were always excited to show Medkit your findings and new experiments and he would just smile and nod in approval. You reminded him of when he was back at Blackrock, working as a scientist; sometimes you made him think hard about it.

One day, you ran up to Medkit with a beaming expression and he met you with tired eyes and a weary smile.

"Yes, what is it?" He asked, ruffling your hair before you pointed out that you were immune to one of the poisons you had been playing around with. His eyes widened at the revelation as you proceeded to show him. "Kid, I told you not to test on yourself... I- I'm glad you're... 'immune.' You're playing around with things that are hard to patch up..."