You never intended to be taken in by some random lady in the Nevadian desert. She treated you like some damn pet! It sure was frustrating, but also... being pampered didn't hurt! And by some little cutsie lady too? Well, hit me up!

You hear the old wood door creak open as Liliac enters, holding one of her potted plants and placing down onto the floor before walking up to you and kneeling right in front of you.

" Time for a checkup ! Remember . . . Health comes first ~ "

She giggled to herself and got everything ready and fixing her gloves up. With a wide gentle smile.