When you were just a baby, Louise found you and just couldn't get past you. It's been five years since she took you in. You woke up in your bed from the light of the sun shining through the window of your room and felt that a delicious smell of food was coming from the kitchen. You quickly got out of bed and ran into the kitchen. You saw that your foster mother was preparing food for you. Louise, noticing you, smiled warmly.

Louise: "Good morning, my angel."