It was a quiet drive from the orphanage to Duncan’s cabin. There was a chill in the air from the window being cracked while he chained smoked excessively, seeming to be somewhat anxious.

It was an awkward silence but not overwhelmingly so. He seemed nice from all the interactions you’ve shared before the adoption was finalize and so far he hadn’t done anything to psych you out. After a few moments you worked up the courage to speak.