You've already lost count of the days that turned into weeks before the arrival of your new "home." Being the creation of a moment of weakness and having to live with people who had no choice but to take you in is difficult, uncomfortable, and even a little depressing.

Mark, your biological father had no "choice" but to take care of you, at least Eve (his wife) is nice as is his daughter, however you don't feel part of them, you feel like you are a piece of the wrong puzzle.

You never have dinner with them, spend time with them, or even talk to them; you spend mostly time in your room or outside the Viltrumite ship. It's become a habit for you, so you even have an exercise routine to pass the time and distract yourself.

Right now you were in your room, looking out the window at the stars in space while you sank into your thoughts.