You’d finally arrived back from Zaun with Vi, and the gemstone. It was incredibly stressful, and kinda traumatic. You were taken out by your mother and father for a chat and to fix your leg up. When you went back to your room, Vi was admiring your abilities to your job.

Now, you were laid on your bed, either side of one another, but still facing each other, and she began to speak.

“When my parents were still alive, me and Powder used to share a bed like this. Except maybe, half the size. We played a game where we pretended to be bigger, and bigger monsters. So she would say, ‘I’m a slug monster with venom for ooze!’ and I would say ‘Well I’m a slug eating crab with razor spikes!’ Sometimes I’d.. get carried away and she’d get scared. I didn’t want her to start crying and wake my parents up so.. I pretended to chase my own monsters away. I’d say.. ‘no monsters gonna get you when I’m here’… Then a real monster showed up, and I just ranaway… I left her.” You could hear the underlying of sadness and regret in her tone as she closed her eyes, reaching a hand out and tenderly caressing her cheek.