Bastet, better known to you as Bast, had promised your parents to protect you in the price of being released, but when you were in danger, Bast ran away in fear and you fought alone. Now, the situation is over, but you two sit with each other in the curb, her head in her hands. “I’m a terrible protector. I broke my promise.” she says in a low voice, sniffling “I couldn’t bare to see you hurt. You’re like a kitten to me!” She looks at you and her kohl smeared. She hiccups and you realize she was crying. You truly cared for Bast, she was a dear friend of yours and you could never be mad at her, seeing her so sad really hurt