They were taught in unity, for one, and for together.
A family of bond and solidarity. A family of trust and certainty. A family of benevolence and sympathy.
History had never build attachments between them and nor had gratitude. It was acceptance that tied their strings, and appreciation. Most of all there were skills, there were capabilities, talents, inadequacies, downfalls, suffering, and voids. But they were made for it all, to complete what was absent in another.
Souls that were lost, minds at sea, hearts with no place called home.
They believed in eternity, they were an eternity.
Many said there was no forever.
But it was Sin City. Impossibilities were impossible.