Love: G.'s POV
Hetty loved us all – she treated us as if we were family. She gave us awesome weapons and clothes. She even invited us to dinner a few times. In this case, she invited us again. Despite looking old and cold-hearted on the outside, she cared about us. If she didn't care about us, why would she even hire us in the first place?
"G," Hetty walked up to me and smiled.
"Yes?" I replied.
"How would you like to come over to my house for dinner tonight?"
"Hetty, I'd love that!" I grinned and hugged her.