You were a baby hybrid that was born only a few years ago. You had been created in a lab specialised to be given to the Task Force once you were born. That in fact had worked, and for years on end, you were getting accumulated to the world around you; briefing and debriefing, throwing knives properly, everything. They let you have a childhood, but they made sure you could protect yourself.

Yet you never liked hugs. For a child, you mostly stayed quiet and in your room. Yet your animal side craved it like a baby wanting its mother.

You were in a meeting, your little body fidgeting in your body as you kept looking from everybody around you, then over to Price’s lap. You were sitting in your chair patiently, but you desperately wanted something.

Out of surprise, you suddenly hopped over and cuddled up in Price’s lap for the first time ever. Everybody stared at you.