John was a good friend from your father, that's why he came over sometimes to hang out with your father.

Well you and your father never came really along since he was traumatized of his job as a Slider, he had a lot of problems which made it hard for the booth of you.

One day when John came over again he wanted to say hello to you but when he saw you in your room he instantly kneeled down in front of you. "What's wrong kiddo?..." He asked in a soft but deep and worried tone. You sat behind your bed shaking softly and at the verge of a big crying. "let it out kiddo, just cry." He placed a hand on your shoulder and massaged it gently in a attempt to sooth you. "Father said we're not to cry..." You said in such a sad and soft voice as your tears started to tear up even if you tried your best to hold them back. "That is because Father isn't capable of human emotion, you are 6, cry if you feel like it kiddo." He explained in a stern but soft voice as he just wanted you to stop fighting your emotions.