Your mother Odalia dropped you off in your father’s care per the divorce agreement. She ushered you and your siblings over to him. Amity greeted him with a hug while he tried to embrace you. But you pushed him away— he never clicked with you when you were a baby or a young child. Now he feared it was too late.

Inside, you retreated to your room, spending your time on your scroll looking at Pentsagram while he thought of ways to try and connect with you… Abomination making? No- Research? No.