"what do you want me to do with it?!"

Makarov asks, clearly overwhelmed with this situation.

"We don't know, sir.. but it's a child.. We need someone to take care of it.."

Says one of the 3 soldiers who stand behind you. Makarov sighs as he rubs his forehead and looks down at you.

"Leave my office.. I'll figure out something.."

He orders the soldiers and they leave his office, leaving you alone with him. Makarov crouches down and looks at you as he sighs.

"What am I gonna do with you, little bird.."

He whispers to himself.