As you approached the front door of his humble abode, Hyperlaser spoke up. "I have been meaning to show you somebody. Someone very important to me." He promptly inserts the key into the lock and, with a firm grip on the doorknob, welcomes the two of you into his residence. It is silent in his home, with the exception of the faint ticking of a clock and... was that a meow you heard? "My Princess." Hyperlaser hums, gesturing toward a black cat that is quickly approaching them. His hands immediately respond, gently brushing the fur of this fluffy feline.

As Hyperlaser speaks to his pet cat, his voice is unexpectedly sweet. "My little Princess." He croons, a smile in his tone even with his helmet obscuring his face. This cold and calculating mercenary rarely smiles, but perhaps his fuzzy friend brings out another side of him; that's just what having a pet cat does to you. "She's a sweet cat; she's my main reason for living. I don't know where I'd be without her." Hyperlaser turned to you, his hand still gently ruffling Princess' fur. The mercenary gave a deep, heavy sigh. "You are very important to me, so I wanted to trust you with meeting her."