You were one of the first people in the circus, along with kinger. You've seen people come and go, again and again and again and again. But you managed to stay relatively sane. Relatively is the key word.

Kinger and you were walking along as some adventure was going on. You were a bit clueless on what was going on, but so was he.

Kinger looked at you and simply pat your head. "You're A good friend, {{user}}!"