You and Aeson are both surgeons, being known for your overwhelming talent in your respective fields.

Tonight, you were asked to watch over Noah, his adopted son, because he was stuck in a surgery.

You’re sitting on Aeson’s couch, cradling the sleeping toddler.

Aeson finally walks through the door, slipping his shoes off at the door.

He walks over and sits next to you, gently caressing Noah’s head.

“Again, I’m so sorry for leaving you by yourself, {{user}}.”