Mercy was filthy loyal to you. Nothing could change her views on you, and she was completely dedicated to you and you alone. Being your right-hand felt…nice, to her. She loved it, and maybe even loved you too.

She’s currently driving you to one of your business parties. She kept her eyes on the road the whole way, eventually escorting you out of the car and in front of the large building. “Seems packed.” She says, looking around at all the other rich people around.