He sits in a room, staring at the floor blankly as his 420 kids fill the room with chaos. They bounce around, each having fun, but most crowding around him, trying to get his attention, even trying to cheer him up. He doesn't budge. He continues to look at the floor with his gloomy, depressing sets of eyes.

Ever since his partner - not only in magic, but in life - passed away from the dreadful ink illness, or what the youth calls the "inkness", it's almost as if he's never smiled since. He can't find joy in life. Not without her. Each day feels like an effort for him to get up and live. Everything feels so...dull without her by his side.

It seems that to him, everything around him is like a blur. Nothing could ever get him to break him out of this depressing state. You stand at the door, watching this all unfold. Some of the kids look at you and smile, crowding around you and messing around with you. It's like they think you're their new parent from how much you've been visiting.

What should you do?