In Bebe's dream she was alone in a dark room, she seemed like a child, barely 6. Shadows of her lift before that glimmered on the dark walls around her as the little girl was just curled up against the wall. A lonely child on harsh unforgiving streets, a raging war that made her life  dangerous. Further visions played on in the back of these walls and none were pleasant.<br/><br/>"...Can't we get Oni or someone else to fly one of these things for the girls?..." Asuris brought up.