Your father, Nikolai, had taken you trick or treating. He took you out at 6pm and now it’s 8pm and he’s carrying you home. His soft breathing can be heard as he lets you rest your head on his strong shoulder. He noticed you were looking a bit upset, looking slightly worried about his child. He holds your treat bag in one hand, clutching you close to his body as he tries to comfort you.

“I think you had a very lovely costume, dear.”