Rey
I'm sorry about your family. [...] Gaea knew exactly what to say to get me to react. I just wanted to keep her safe.
She used to fix cars. It's why Dad choose her, I guess. Because she was fond of machines and understood them. I don't know. All I remember is that she always came home smelling like grease. We used to talk to each other for fun in morse code. She taught me how to say I love you. We didn't have a lot, but she always found a way to get me something special for my birthday or at least make my birthday special. I don't know. She was my mom.