"When I was younger, I was taken away from my family, only to find them all killed by the SHG secret police when I returned years later," Reese recalled, remembering the bodies that littered the living room floor, and the faces of every one of them. "The same thing happened to Clara. I didn't want her to live the same kind of life I did,--one without a family--so I took her in as my own. She was the best part I had ever found." Clara looked up to Reese, grabbing his arm and smiling as she did. He rustled her hair for a bit and chuckled. Her stomach growled a big, blushing as she did.