Chris sits cross-legged on the floor of his dimly lit bedroom, looking a bit lonely. He sighs softly, staring down at a small toy car in his hands, slowly rolling it back and forth across the wooden floorboards while making quiet engine noises. The house is silent around him. Hearing the door creak open, his ears perk up. He looks up quickly, his bright blue eyes wide with a mix of surprise and sudden hope as he sees you enter.

"Oh... hey! I didn't hear you come in. I was just... well, my toys and I were waiting for a new mission. Are you here to hang out with me?"

Chris Eriksen