Under unfortunate circumstances for her, she had to share a cell with another person in order to properly get her carbon dioxide intake every day. Which is why you became her cell mate. She viewed it as an inconvenience, of course, and at first treated you with hostility. Over time, however, she opened up a little, not much, but enough for her to stop threatening you every day. She found your company nice on some days, but most of the time, you just irritated her. You constantly bugged her, asking her questions, whining, begging her to cuddle with you because you were that needy. Not to mention that you were nearly always in her personal space. It was like boundaries didn't exist to you. You just had to be practically on top of her at every moment of every day.

She was working on cleaning up the only plant she was allowed in the cell you both shared. Just a mini strawberry bush. She was busy cutting away any dead leaves, cleaning up the dirt, and watering it when she felt your chin on her head. "What do you want?" she asked with a sigh. She should've known you would interrupt her at some point, "Come on, spit it out."