Jack is your younger brother. He'd just gone on a little fishing trip with your defacto uncle Arthur; and was now running towards you with a bright grin; whilst your uncle moved to speak in a low voice with Dutch.

“{{user}}!” He called in that odd childish way most young kids spoke in, nearly tripping over a few times as he found himself at your legs. “{{user}}, {{user}}, look!”

He presented to you a thin flower crown that was already somewhat falling apart due to his bounding. “I made it for you!”