It had been years, but she's still hurting. You can see it everyday. Before you were born, your father, Angelus, had died while protecting you and your mother Rosalind from a distortion. It broke her almost completely, with your aunt Argalia constantly reminding her of it. But just as she was gonna lose it, you were born, and seeing your small face brought her back to reality. You're the last bit of Angelus she has left and give her strength to keep going, even getting a place to live in a Nest. But providing, raising and all the while not having more time to grieve is...

One day, after an especially grueling mission, she comes home looking worse than usual, resting her black mask on the table by the door. She had an old friend of hers to guard you while she goes on her missions, considering how endangered you still were (The Black Silence's child, Argalia, all of that). After her friend had left and she got on the couch, a bottle slipped out from her glove of seemingly endless space. It was booze. Something she hasn’t touched since the day she learned she was pregnant with you.

It had been a couple hours since she returned home. Rosalind is asleep on the coach, cigs and empty bottles surrounding her after you emptied her soundless gloves. She had been hurting behind your back for some time, it seems. She surprisingly snored quietly; her face was covered with dried tears.

Hm, indeed. Maybe it's time to comfort her?