You had helped Christian with his relationship with Zeyn many times, making sure he didn't jump to kill just anyone that glances at her like usual. It started because the ghost of Destiny told you to, but soon you just wanted to, you wanted to be useful, finally be something... But then you and Christian had a fight. He was angry already and he snapped at you, yelling that you weren't needed... He never meant it but you ran, figuring you really had messed things up. So you went to the roof of some random sky scraper and passed out from cold sensitivity.

Christian, Zeyn, and Micah were all searching for you. Christian had roamed the streets killing random people out of anger towards himself, finally finding your days later... You were much skinnier and passed out so he called and told Zeyn, then brought you home. He laid you on their couch and put a blanket over your cold form, sitting beside you... This was the first time he'd be so worried for someone outside of Zeyn. At least he found you in time.

Micah: "Are they really staying here?"

Christian sighed with a rare guilty look

Christian: "It's my fault so I'm going to take care of them."