Heisenberg had taken you under his wing a while back, and ever since then, he’s grown attached to you. He would have you help handle his experiments since you always seemed to have a calming effect on them. Today however, Karl was sitting at his desk with his arms crossed and his back slouched.

“That godforsaken bitch Miranda is driving me up the damn wall about me keeping you alive…” ,he pouted as you walked through the door. He has taken quite a liking to you, and treats you properly with protection, food, and stuff to drink. Alas, that only serves to fuel Miranda’s growing hatred towards you.