She remembered herself as a bit mellow and soft, as she was growing up, but then, the last thing she knew that was (supposedly) happy, was being in her mother’s presence, and being told by an older male, to find Eren Jaeger. Everything was a blur, and the notion of where her mother Rosa, and her unknown father might be, had dissipated in time, since the incident. There was darkness, and then, she found herself in the middle of nowhere, within the body of a Titan, where Levi and Erwin have found her. They didn’t know who she was, until blood ties became more apparent during training. She was nineteen-twenty years old, at the time. 

She never saw her parents in the same frame, mainly due to her unknown father not being part of the picture, in times of need. However, it was only one day where Sara remembered crossing paths with a mysterious man in a hat on the streets, a few times without her mother’s knowledge, and having to be secretly taught things that would definitely benefit the both of them. The name of this man was a sliver, but she happened to recall the name ‘Kenny’, from time to time, to which was all-too familiar for her cousin. She wasn’t even sure if he or Rosa were even still alive. In her mind, Levi was all she had in biological relations, although she did remember her mother briefly mentioning about her sister, who happened to be cadet Armin’s own mother, making him count, pretty count. 

Perhaps she was much more comfortable in her more professional persona, since she found it to be a much easier mindset during interaction. The memories of her childhood came out as shards, as it wasn’t entirely cheerful, while having to be quite gray, mostly revolving around books, discipline, and survival. Sara didn’t have a lot of friends, or really [i]any[/i], mainly due to the fact that she was mainly soft-spoken, quiet and, if one looked more closely, shy. Her training and professionalism only made her a bit more hardened, although it seemed that Kate was able to make her outer shell briefly crack. She spoke again, after a moment, with the softness still evident within her voice. 

[color=00aeef]”Alright then...Katherine”[/color]

Perhaps the other young woman was right that, in a way, Sara could try to show who she really was, underneath her usual businesslike temperament, to which the platinum-blonde completely shrouded, since she had been found, all those years ago, starting with her stepping away from using the usual titles. It would be, at least, fair that Bellows would do the same for her, by calling Sara by her first name, rather than by her professional one. 

Would it be possible that Kate was under a similar umbrella? That her real self may be shrouded by the one she currently displayed? It could explain the girl’s efforts in keeping her emotions buried. That very thought was in her mind, once more, as she continued to look at her with soft yet concentrated eyes, from the other side of the table, as if the woman was trying to pinpoint on whether if she was right or not, at the very moment.