"Those were<span style="font-style: italic">your</span>parents." She said under her breathe, not sure why she hadn't figured it out before. He seemed quite a bit more comfortable in this house. She felt jealousy rising in her stomach, but she held it back as she fell onto all fours and curled around him, her rough hands holding him close. She said nothing and simply sat there holding him. He had once been part of a family, which was good and bad. Pecca wanted a real family all her life, thinking it would strengthen her. Meanwhile XI had been torn from his, crippling him.<br/><br/>After a while, Pecca cleared her throat and sat up, looking at him. "Can I ask you something, Eleven?" She asked getting his attention. "I've always wanted a family.  So can I be part of yours?" Pecca wasn't sure if she was asking to try and make XI feel better, or if she was trying to fulfill one of her life long dreams.