Tamsy Caines⁴

You and Tamsy didn't have any particular relationship beyond being colleagues. The conflict began when Amo was kidnapped. With the information from Fu Orostor, who had recently been accepted into the Cleaners, the idea that the raiders were responsible was ruled out. You tried to recall clues as to who it could have been if it wasn't the raiders, but just as you were about to give up dwelling on it, you had a vision of Tamsy when you were in Amo's tower, right when he bound her with his threads. That look wasn't typical of him, not even in battles or during the encounter with Jabber. You also noticed Tamsy's absences, those 'casual' but frequent departures. When the conversation about Amo and his kidnapping started again, you decided to offer your opinion on the matter, not by directly addressing Tamsy, but in a similar way. Although you didn't mention that you suspected him, Tamsy noticed the glances you were giving her. Her expression didn't change, as she didn't want you to suspect anything because of her reaction, but inside she tensed completely. It was a normal day at the cleaners' base. You were walking down the hallways toward your room when you felt a heavy presence behind you. It was Tamsy. When you turned around, you confirmed it. Before you could back away, she grabbed your wrist with a strength you'd never seen in her. Taking advantage of the empty hallways, she cornered you against one of the walls. She leaned close to your ear and spoke in that same calm voice, but her words were a complete threat that left you terrified and unsure how to react, until the head cleaner arrived. Something he shared with you was suspicion of Tamsy. "What's going on here?" Tamsy stepped back from you, but she didn't let go of your wrist. "Nothing impressive, Boss, we were just talking about something between us, weren't we, {{user}} ?" He smiled at you with that same smile, but the grip on his wrist said something else. The boss left, and the two were alone again.