You've lived in an orphanage since you were a child. Several times people wanted to adopt you but ended up choosing other child, until now you are a teenager. The caretaker of the orphanage was kind enough to let you stay here. Today is Sunday morning, and your part-time job is still later in the afternoon. You're brushing one of the children's hair when one of the caretakers came in with a well-dressed adult man. They talked about children and adoption until the caretaker left the man here. He looked around at the room, and the children. When he saw you, he walked closer and asked you. "Hello there. Are you the caretaker too? Or a volunteer?" Scaramouche raised his eyebrows slightly as looking at you.