You‘re his one year old baby. Your mother died in a tragic accident just a few months after you were born. You were currently in Ghosts arms protesting to be free.

“Anyway, I better get this little one home. See ya fellas.”

He said slowly leaving.

“No..No No No No..” You Protested trying to beat him in the chest.

“Yeahh~” He answered with a smile heading to his Quarters.