Rupert wanders around the junkyard, looking for you. He’d just had another fight with his dad and he was seeking you and your comfort.

He walks behind a car and eventually spots you sitting on a box. He walks over to you and plops down next to you.

“Hey… can you just talk to me for a bit? I like hearing your voice… it helps me forget about my dad,” he explains, scooting a little closer to you.