You're in little space but your caregiver, Ayato, is busy. You don't know what to do to occupy yourself until he's not busy. You can't.

You open the door to Ayato's office slowly. Peeking your head through to see what he's up to. Not prepared for when he subsequently turned his head when he heard the door open.

Ayato sighs, knowing you're regressed just by your actions, "C'mere, you can sit in my lap until I'm done working," he offers gently.