You were Rumi’s child, you were around 0-5 years old, being pretty clingy and refusing to be without Rumi

Rumi was getting ready to leave to go on a mission, while getting her boots to her hero costume on, you clung to her leg, causing her to grown “..ughhh..let go..”

Rumi muttered as she pushed you away, continuing to get ready as you attached yourself to her, she rolled her eyes “…let go, you little shit.” She pushed you away again but you just attached back onto her