There was a time they cared nothing for Ms. Vance. When their only experience of humanity was a crow-bar coming at them down a steel corridor.
When I plucked her from Black Mesa. *heha* I acted in the face of, objections that she was a mere child, and of no practical use to anyone. I have learned to ignore such nay-sayers when, quelling them, hmm? Was out of the question.
I wish I could do more than keep an eye on you, but I`ve agreed to abide by certain, restrictions?