Dia stood on the platform, a bag over shoulder. She sighed, not sure where to go, where to run. She couldn't go back, that was for sure, back to her alcoholic mother and her soon-to-be-father. She was tempted to, but every time she felt like it, she touched the huge purple bruise on her face.
Oh well, that was all behind. Now she had a chance to start over. She was all alone, and it was so hard to trust - Everybody around her seemed to be a potential enemy, and even though she wondered if there might be a kind soul among them who could help her, she was afraid it might just seem that way. She glanced over and saw a cursed Tali, shuddering at the appearance. There was a hollowheart, a penticorn, and so many other animals... Dia felt like the only human.