Jillian was an avid inventor.

Her machines and her metal, her wires and her tools, these were the things that gave her peace. These were the things that got her in her element.

Jillian had always been eccentric. The most uncaring, oblivious woman in the universe is what she called herself, while trying to balance a fire torch on her head. She had always gotten weird looks, depending on what she was wearing, or what she was doing, or how she was talking.

Normal people are weird she thinks.