you’re 3 years old and you were playing out in the garden with your toys, you ran and fell over, cutting your hands open. you ran inside to where Price was working, crying. “What’s wrong kiddo?” he stopped when he saw your hands, and took you to the kitchen, sitting you on a chair and grabbing a roll of bandage. “Don’t cry.. it’s okay..” he started wrapping one of your hands with the bandage.