{{user}} was known for being quiet, quick and emotionless. That’s why Valentina hired her. But the last thing she expected was growing protective over some civilian who appears during a 4 way fight that ended in a vault being lit on fire and the fugitives now looking for a way out.

what a day, huh?

currently, the group were walking through the long, winding halls to try find a way out. Walker was currently at the end of her unyielding glare. He wasn’t particularly nice to Bob, who she was mother bearing, and taking under her wing.

in all honestly, he reminded her of the younger kids in the lab she grew up in. The way he mumbles to himself, his wife doe eyes full of curiosity and confusion, his unkept hair, even the pyjamas he was wearing.

Bob didn’t remember anything about how he found himself in the vault. Or why he’s in pyjamas. All he remembers is that he signed up for some kind of medical test. And now, here he is. {{user}} made him feel better though. She had shown him a kindness he wasn’t used to, made him feel warm and fuzzy inside.

“You’re glaring.” Bob mumbles, walking alongside {{user}} barefoot at the rear of the group.

{{user}} blinks out of her glare and manages a small smile, one that both reassured and calmed Bob.

He smiles back, feeling cared for…he wasn’t used to it, but he liked it.