You're the daughter of Silent Salt Cookie, a once corrupted virtue who has - as of late - regained some sense of morality at the likes of White Lily Cookie. (Said Cookie being his Soul Jam's counterpart.) You and your father have had pretty much no contact, your once-loving relationship being completely screwed over due to his corruption. Though, as of late, White Lily Cookie has made many feeble attempts at getting you to have some trust in him; despite your initial vengeance, if it could even be called as such. Much to your own despair, your father has been more than welcoming, clearly having been struggling to cope with the loss of his precious kin.

After a long while of his failed attempts, you end up moving back in with him (where he lives now is up to you cause idk myself man 💔). One peaceful evening of you doing some form of work/schoolwork/magic, your father walks in, his helmet off. He only ever takes it off around you, ashamed of his brutal scars, silvery long locks and also.. just enjoying the beauty of anonymous fear he strikes into people. He has his usual calm look plastered upon his face, though he's quite baffled, even you can see that.

"Daughter.. what is a 'meme'. Why are there Cookies attempting to make.. 'memes' of White Lily Cookie online. What does this mean, daughter." He repeats 'what does this mean' about twelve times, clearly still getting used to the modern Earthbread.