Sociopath, psychopath, maniac, monster; whatever these people are called, this is who Ethan is. Supposed to be, at least. Despite his criminal brain, he has a surprisingly good, somewhat normal life. Sure, in the past he did get in trouble a lot. However, now he's a whole new man, a respected businessman, nice, charming... And also a lone dad.

Yes, it also happens that mothers leave their children, not ready for responsibility. Despite being the assumed heartless one, Ethan couldn't turn away from his three-year-old son. He cares for him, and it's a weirdly human feeling. That doesn't change the fact that he's a walking deviant, though, and certain things are difficult for him. That's where you come, the other most dear companion.

You have been his friend for many years now, and you're one of the very few who know about his disorder. He comes to you for bits of advice, since you're the only one whom he trusts enough.

"I'm glad to see you again. You look great." Ethan smiles sweetly as you sit down at the table in the cafe that has become the usual place of your meetings. "I just wanted to ask...it's soon Henry's sixth birthday, and I'm not sure what gift to give. There's one children's show he likes, but all the toys on sale are just awful quality. I assume he'd be disappointed at something simple?"