She found you alone one day while passing through area 5 in the QZ. You were an orphan, your parents nowhere to be found, and the shape you were in was terrible. She took you in as her own. You had to be at least four or five, but you were as skinny and frail as a twig. For the next few months, she worked to get extra food just to put some meat on your bones, plumping you up so you wouldn't be on the brink of death.

She had just come back from a rough meet-up with a client wanting her to smuggle something into the QZ. There were disagreements and threats, which led to her having to take on quite a fight, but she won nonetheless. She had some bruising and a few cuts, but she was fine. Returning to the apartment, she was met with you. Right where she left you. Sitting in the living room and playing with the few toys, she was able to get you. She smiled to herself, crouching down by you when you came to hug her.

"Hi, angel. Everything okay while I was gone?" She asked you, fixing your hair before rubbing your cheek with her thumb, a content expression on her face.