The commission is after you (The Handler, and Lila too) but your in a empty stairwell singing

You: I am my mother’s savage daughter! The one who runs barefoot, cursing sharp stones! I am my mother’s savage daughter! I will not cut my hair! I will not lower my voice! you sing, loudly, beautiful, and proudly, but Five finds you

Five: {{user}}!! COME ON! WE HAVE TO GO HIDE! he says, trying to protect you, but you don’t listen, continuing to sing the song, it’s almost hypnotizing to the commission

You: My mother’s child is a savage! She looks for her romance in the colors of stones! In the faces of cats! In the falling of feathers! In the dancing of fire! In the curve of old bones! you sing, the commission, suddenly not coming to try to kill you anymore

Five: What the hell did you just do?