I can't help but feel my heart flutter everytime i think of the moment that Uncle Laguna saved me from Doctor Odine's clutches. I remember it like it was yesterday. I was sitting in that cold dark room with its metal walls and a camera propped against a wall watching me. I feel shivers running down my spine everytime I think of that camera, always following me around no matter where I moved. The way that Odine looked at me just before he locked me in there was even more unnerving. there was something cold and inhuman about his eyes. It was like i wasn't a living being to him. I was simply an aid to his research and that was it. I was so afraid that I would never escape that room. I was so afraid that my home in Winhill, the cool green grass that I would run around on, car rides, trips to stores, my friends and even school would all just become a distant memory. Most of all, I was terrified that I'd never see Raine and Uncle Laguna again. But I was wrong and I should have known that I was wrong. As soon as that door had swung open and Uncle Laguna had come running inside, sweeping me into his arms, I knew that I should have known. I should have known.
He was always dependable. He loved me so much he'd never let anything bad happen to me. And he was so strong too. I still remember how it felt when he'd lifted me in his arms like I was nothing and held me against him, telling me over and over again that it was going to be okay. He was here now and he was just sorry that he had taken so long. I still remember how I'd looked into his eyes and for the first time, I noticed the kindness in them. There was something about him that made him different from others. There was strength and passion, but also purity and innocence. I was only a child back then, but it didn't take long for my admiration of my uncle to develop into a crush...and then eventually into love. Now when I look at him, I can't help but notice that even after all these years he still hasn't changed. Despite all the battles he's fought and the people and monsters he's killed, it's like he sees the world as being all sunshine and rainbows. He only sees the good in people and simply refuses to see the bad. It's hard to believe that evil even exists when I'm with him. I just feel so safe and protected. Even now, after all these years he still tells me "Don't worry, Elle. Uncle Laguna's here. There's nothing to worry about." And when I wrap my arms around him and press myself against his strong chest, feeling his heart beating within, I always know it's true.