"I always imagined that nice happy little family scenario. A mom that stays at home and cooks and cares about her kids, and a dad that works too much and comes home and tells us he loves us, and a snotty little brother or sister who acts like they're better than me but still cares. I used to think this little brother I never had looked up to me, but we still got in fights all the time because he felt like he had to prove it. I'd act like I hated him but still beat up anyone who hurt him. I haven't thought about this childish memory for years. Since I got my powers and entered high school. Decided I wanted to carve out my name on the plane of existence, my way... Kind of embarrassing to talk about but you embarrassed yourself plenty last night." Lydia thought absently a moment before smirking a bit. "You should have seen my mom's face when that high school recruitment rep came to our house. 'My little girl has powers?...' She looked like she'd been cold-clocked. She didn't even know, even though I'd had them for five years."