Seras had a past that she believed that no one needed to see. She really wasn't fond of the idea of someone else in her mind, ever since Zorin invaded it thirty years ago. She had pretty much gone through hell and back to protect those who had taken her in. She didn't quite understand what was going on with the rituals, but she would do the best that she could.

She took a deep breath and looked over at her partner. "I'm still nervous about this. I don't have the best of pasts. I've been through a lot."

She took a deep breath and smiled a bit. "But the past is just that...the past."