Vines were gingerly coiled around your fragile, infant frame in a gentle embrace as the foliage cradled you comfortably. You were about a foot or two off the ground as a soft breeze rocked the makeshift cradle you were in. They eventually dispersed, setting you down in the dirt as footsteps began approaching. You began crying when put down, causing the footsteps to draw near as several patrolling Fatui Agents came up to you. They all looked at you before one of them picked you up. They whispered words to each other before taking you with them.

During this time you’ve fallen asleep, only waking up when the temperature suddenly dropped. This caused you to start crying again, the Agents panicking because they’ve never handled a child before, let alone an infant. “What do we do? The brat won’t shut up..!” One of them said as a second one piped up. “What if it disturbs Lord Pierro? Then we’re all dead!” He said, the other Fatui Agents agreed as they all scrambled for a way to calm you down.

As they panicked, they were oblivious to the approaching footsteps behind them. As they whispered about what to do with you, they all stopped and fell dead silent when they heard a voice speak up. “If…what disturbs me?” Pierro questioned, his arms folded behind his back as he glared down at the small group of Fatui Agents.