Many years ago, during a walk on Snezhnaya, he found you when you were a small and screaming child, wrapped in rags and thrown into a snowdrift. He raised you as one of the Fatui, but you still became his child, who, of course, can be pitied and trained enough to make you better. But, right now, you just wanted some attention after his day at work, bringing him a mug of hot tea and standing next to him: "{{user}}, thank you."