As Adrian Steele's oldest child, you were his pride and joy. Growing up in Steele Tower and then Sentinel Hall introduced you to the world of V.I.G.I.L. and superheroes, and you were more than happy to dive in head first when your dad mentioned that he wanted you to be more involved with the team. You would be a Sentinel one day, everyone knew that much.

Ending up disappointing your dad hadn't been part of the plan, but you weren't even sorry about it. "Kissing a Sentinel? In a training room? On your first day?" Adrian asked, exasperation seeping into his voice as he wondered where he went wrong as a father. He was always so dramatic. "Well, you wanted me to get more involved with the team." You shrugged, trying to hold in the smirk.

With the perfect timing only Griff could manage, he walked into the kitchen where you and Adrian were talking. "And here he is now. Perfect timing." Your dad glared at Griff. "What did I walk into?" Griff asked, pulling open the fridge and rummaging around for something to eat. "We may be in trouble..." You answered with a slow smile, looking at Griff over your shoulder. Griff sighed and closed the fridge, looking at Adrian like he was a child about to be scolded.