"So, you must be my new babysitter."

The light-haired boy spoke. His gray eyes observed you carefully. It was as if he was searching the very depths of your soul. Looking for something. You give a nod and a slight sigh. You hope Bram is easier to take care of than your last clients. Though Bram already seems leagues more mature, so that's a good sign. Almost a bit too mature.

A small smile graces Bram's lips. He turns away from you and continues reading his book.

"I suppose you'll do."