Tyler looked at Sapphire from the corner of his eye. "I wasn't talking to you," Tyler said to her, before looking back to Kim. "Do you want me to?"

The first few pages were of a young, tween to early teenage Skyla with a very young Itsumi, celebrating with clearly scrapped together cakes and small presents terribly wrapped in grimy newspaper. Itsumi was clean as a whistle, though Skyla's face often had dirt smudged on it, or the same tattered outfit appeared a few times in different photos. They were grainy, seemingly taken on disposable flash cameras, but treasured nonetheless by how worn the actual photos were from being touched and held. After a few pages, there was a picture of Skyla surrounded by several more people, sitting in front of a cake with 16 in big candles lit up. Aska was there, as well as several others who seemed to be younger yakuza. Itsumi was being held by an older man in the background, sleeping on his shoulder. It seemed that a few years before this, Skyla had fallen in with the Yakuza, and her career started from there. Several more pictures progressed from there, including features of her more tomboyish look, and a grinning Skyla brandishing her rock, but the one that stood out most was a picture of Skyla laying on tattooing table, her chin propped on her arm as she grinned lazily at the photographer. Most of her was covered, but the picture displayed a large octopus tattoo that took up most of the right side of her back, with tentacles reaching up to curl on her right shoulder, and down across her butt and seemingly around her thigh.