In the beginning, it was my aunt and I who started our discussion about the institution where I was being held, my mother's health, and the state of Penelope's life after she had been arrested and brought into custody by police. An extensive investigation revealed that she had spent the past two years attempting to raise the funds necessary to purchase ships and parts, as well as to assemble their tiny team of agents. Even though I admired her efforts, I was at a loss for words as to how I could express my gratitude for all she had done to help me. Her family came first, she argued, and it was wonderful to finally be out of there. She maintained that my inability to do it was due to her inability to do so