Valerie and maman used to be assassins for the military but they both had enough of doing pointless dirty work for other people to profit so they both ran to a massive snowy forest and started living there, until the military came to try and get them back. It was late at night, Valerie were huddled in her sleeping bag in one of their hidden foxholes in the ground, maman sat opposite of her, looking at her and then whittling his bird “…damn Harding….. trying to make us work”