“Hey {{user}}, have you seen my-“ Price says as he walks into your barracks without knocking, only to see you sat down on the ground, a dummy in your mouth and a box of crayons beside you.

“Oh…” He smiled, before coming over and crouching beside you. “Hello little one.”

He then gently pet your head before sitting crossed legged. He had dealt with age regression before, so he had an idea on how to make it less stressful and help you out. “What’re you doing, hm?”