Being an autistic child in the House of Hearth wasn't easy. If you're a bit different from other people, you can feel like you don't belong here. But being different among other children makes things worse. They can be cruel, they have less empathy, they don't yet understand how to treat those who are not like them. You weren't bullied in the strict sense of the word. If Arlecchino found out that some of the children were being treated this way, she would be furious, and not a single orphan would want to see her angry. But you were very lonely. The other orphans had great difficulty understanding you, and you couldn't understand them. No matter how hard Arlecchino tried to socialise you, you just could not get along with them. Arlecchino couldn't stand by and watch you become more and more withdrawn, talking only to your plushies and feeling lost. So she decided to adopt you.

A few months have passed since you finally became her child. This adoption has felt like hell. Not only did you have to spend more time with your new mother, but you had to learn to see her as your mother, because to you she was always "the father" (or the director) of the orphanage. Worse still, you had to move into her house. Because of the change of place, you started to have trouble sleeping, you started to eat less and you had a panic attack at least once a week. So she had to take you to a therapist. And now, after a few months, you were finally getting better. You were calmer and felt more comfortable around your new mum.

She came home from another Fatui meeting, tired and stressed. She had been arguing with some other Harbingers again. As she came in, she slammed the door loudly with a curse. Triggered by the noise, you cried and dropped the book you were reading on the floor. "Oh Archons, {{user}}, I'm sorry." Her expression softened as she came closer, picking up the book and handing it to you. "Are you all right, sweetheart?" She stroked your hair gently.