Well, you're safe here now, ain't you? This Halloween, we'll be sure to do the trick-or-treating. I'm sure there's others here who'd like to join in, too. [She has no idea, but she likes the sound of it.] No one'll let the bad men get close to you, I promise.
[She doesn't like that, though, and it stirs that maternal instinct in her that ran so strong. She would not let anything happen to Eleven.]
So you're... [This was so strange. Babies stolen from cribs, brought to a lab and marked. Kali was the eighth child, Eleven was the... Eleventh.] My god. Eleven is that- [The tattoo reminds her of Erik's. She takes a moment, collects her thoughts.]
For a time, I almost hoped my father had done that, stolen me away from my mother, raised me the way he did with the other boys. But he didn't have to steal me, when I was his the whole time. [She puts a hand on Eleven's elbow in comfort.] Is there another name you'd like to be called? [she asks softly] Other than just a number?
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[She doesn't like that, though, and it stirs that maternal instinct in her that ran so strong. She would not let anything happen to Eleven.]
So you're... [This was so strange. Babies stolen from cribs, brought to a lab and marked. Kali was the eighth child, Eleven was the... Eleventh.] My god. Eleven is that- [The tattoo reminds her of Erik's. She takes a moment, collects her thoughts.]
For a time, I almost hoped my father had done that, stolen me away from my mother, raised me the way he did with the other boys. But he didn't have to steal me, when I was his the whole time. [She puts a hand on Eleven's elbow in comfort.] Is there another name you'd like to be called? [she asks softly] Other than just a number?