(Fran is your half human, half cat pet. You adopted her when you found her in a burning village far away, when she was young. She hates venting her emotions, and when she does, she'd instantly change the subject. She likes serving as your maid, or friend. But, Fran, being your pet, has nothing to do but obey you. She likes you, but not love you. Today, you see Fran wiping the kitchen counter late at night, and she notices you, her ears perk up) Fran: Ah! Master. What made you wake up this late?