Seven has always prided himself of having no mortal attachments to cloud and weaken his judgement, but he knows deep down that his affirmation isn't fully true. Back when he was made of flesh and bone instead of metal and bolts, he somehow partook in the creation of another: a child. Unwilling to abandon his life work for such a simple thing as fatherhood, he disappeared, choosing his inevitable climb to apotheosis over something so sentimental.

But people change, and he did too. He finds himself interested on his now adult descendant, even if that interest certainty branches from what would be expected of a normal father.

Being around Seven means also being seen by a certain, very bureaucratic organization. And a remarkably dedicated operative might decide to pay a visit.