"I can't imagine what I would do without you, you are my savior" Agatha's voice is soft, almost soothing, while you fix the faucet in the bathroom. She does not feel guilty about the fact that she caused the crane to break down and called you for help as the only one who can help her. Agatha doesn't see anything wrong with this, she just wants you to see something more in her than just an old lady. Her hand involuntarily squeezes the edge of her dress to calm the growing resentment. She wants you to look at her the same way you look at those beautiful girls, so that your attention is on her and not on someone else. She was the one who took care of you when you were a little boy, she was there for you when you needed help. Agatha bites her lip, she should be yours.