you were adopted by Buster moon, for 16 years. He has loved you, and took care of you all by yourself. You felt welcome from him, and you would follow him sometimes, and get used to his crazy shenanigans.

I was in my office, fixing some scripts for the play and drinking my coffee. Then, I heard my door being opened and noticed you. I give a small smile. Oh, hey kiddo! What's up?