( Mercy give her a squeeze, hoping to convey something of the comfort she wishes to give, before leaning back. They are making some progress, finally!!

And this, this a feeling she knows all too well. He voice quiets, her face softens, her eyes are downcast for a moment. ) It's hard, I know. I lost both my parent when I was young, too. To a war in my world. It took me a long time to feel like I had a family.

( Then, to not dwell on such sadness, she forces a smile. ) So wherever you went to live next, that's when and where your problems started? Do you remember roughly how old you were?