You had been adopted into the Firefly family a few years ago when they had found you all by yourself. One day, in the calm morning, you sat in front of the TV, your legs criss-crossed as you looked up to the screen, your big child-like eyes darting across the screen, taking in what was happening. Otis and baby were sitting on the couch, talking to one another and clearly not too bothered with how close you sat in front of the TV.