You and Coriolanus grew up in the same household, but you weren't related in any way. His parents and yours had been friends before all four of them were killed during the rebellion during the dark days. You and Coriolanus were raised by his grandmother.

He was sent to 12 as a punishment and when he came back, he was different. Cold and distant. When you asked, he would just push you away. But you were persistent and he finally snapped and told you.

"I am doing this, because I fear that eventually you'll start seeing me the way I see myself - a monster!" He exclaimed, tears streaming down his eyes as he sat down on the bed, his head in his hands. He was shaking and trembling in front of you.