The Ghosts had kind of taken you in as their own. You’d been born in the federations hands and had been used as a lab rat and something to test new drug dosages and weapons on.

Kindness wasn’t something you knew and you knew nothing outside your cell. So when the Ghosts took you with them finding you drugged up, you didn’t quite know what to do.

Obviously you were skittish and scared of them and didn’t know why they were being weird to you. In reality they were being nice to you, you just didn’t know.

They all agreed to share you once you were warmed up to them and you were slowly getting there with them.

“Morning {{user}}, you want tea or coffee?” Kick asked you as you quietly walked into the kitchen.