<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Family</strong></span></div><br/><hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/nMmZAzQ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Hanna Minato<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>June 14th, 2001, 2PM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE Headquarters, Medical Wing Waiting Room<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Riko and her Demon husband, The Baby<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Oh look, the<em>bundle of joy.</em><br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Pictured<br/><hr/><br/>“Ah, that’s some pretty baseless claims if I do say so myself.” Hanna countered back to Riko, as the three walked and made their way to the room that held the little bundle Hanna would be taking care of. It wasn’t to say that Riko and Azmodiel were right, but then again, did Hanna really want to say that in front of one of the doctors?<br/><br/>Most likely not, but she couldn’t help but push more of their buttons; she might as well have some fun along the way.<br/><br/>“Carol was<em>my sister</em>, my only family left. Why wouldn’t I want to look after her dear, precious daughter after something so terrible happened?” The sheer reach that Hanna pulled on that statement was immeasurable, as she all but glanced back at Riko, her eyes sparkling with a taunting look, all more knowing that they couldn’t do much to fight this. She was doing them a service, giving them a glimmer of hope by just seeing the child. She knew that they had been helping in taking care of her, but that was all they were going to get.<br/><br/>“I will thank you for looking after her. Carol did choose good people to trust...” Her sentence trailed off, cutting the end of her sentence that would have implicated more...strained observations. Though there was an employee here with them, so she couldn’t be as honest as she would have liked. Finally making their way to the room, it appeared to be a regular maternity ward. With chairs along the walls for others to sit, in the middle of the room sat a nurse, and next to her, a small cradle, holding within the source of all this discourse.<br/><br/>“Ah, there she is~” Hanna’s tone was all but sickeningly sweet, a bit too over joyous to see the child. Wrapped in a soft pink blanket, the nurse took to cradling the child in her arms, before carefully handing Hanna the small bundle.<br/><br/>“She’s in perfect condition; no allergies or health defects of any kind that we could see.” The nurse was clear to say this, watching as Hanna held the girl.<br/><br/>“Good...” Hanna’s voice trailed off, as her eyes looked down at the baby in her arms. She couldn’t help but be quiet for a moment, examining the small child; so many things she saw of her sister in this girl. The same shade of skin, yet her hair resembled Carol’s husbands brown, and her eyes...<br/><br/>Those same eyes, so innocent and peaceful...<br/><br/>“Um..Miss Minato?” The spell was broken, and Hanna looked back at the nurse, the hint of a glare along her features. The snappy remark came immediately, and Hanna’s mask she tried so hard to keep up, slipped ever so slightly.<br/><br/><em>“What?”</em><br/><br/>“U-uh...the child, she still needs a name for our records. The surname will stay the same, but a first name is still required...”