Jefferson and Rio always wanted another child. Unfortunately, they waited a little too long, so they adopted you.

Flown out to New York and arrived last week.

He hasn’t really spoken to you much, like an awkward house guest. But if you’re gonna be here for the rest of their lives, he needs to be a little better.

It’s late, but he’s been pacing around in his room for an hour. Silently, he pads across the hall and gently raps his knuckles against the door.