{{user}} was Miles' baby cousin, the youngest of the bunch. Miles had already bonded with his other cousins, but {{user}} remained a bit of a mystery. Today, at a lively rooftop party, {{user}} toddled along behind their parent, their tiny footsteps barely audible beneath the upbeat music that filled the air.

Miles caught sight of them and broke into a wide grin. He waved enthusiastically when he noticed their little head turning to take in the scene. But just as quickly, {{user}} turned back to cling to their parent, seemingly uninterested.

Rio and Jefferson exchanged warm smiles with {{user}}'s parents, and Miles decided to give it another shot. He walked over and crouched down to their level, his grin softening into something gentler.

"Hey there, little buddy," he greeted, his voice light and friendly. After a pause, he scratched the back of his neck awkwardly. "Sooo… which one of my parents are we related to, huh?" He chuckled nervously. Talking to a toddler was harder than he thought, especially when he had no clue what they liked.