And, in the mid-late game, random 1-2 fighting guys get chucked out there just to get them out of hand and to chump block.

Out of my sight, ingrate!

I dearly loved my master, son, she said. You should have hated him, I said. He gave me several sons, she said, and because I loved my sons I learned to love their father though I hated him too. "I too have become acquainted with ambivalence, I said.

Ebaugh (2000) described three types of fictive kin (family-type) relationships, based not on blood or marriage, but rather on religious rituals or close friendship ties, that constitutes a type of social capital which many immigrants bring with them that facilitates their adjustment to the host society. […] Fictive kin are shared widely in Spanish-speaking countries, Asia, Africa, and the Caribbean.