Intro. You are not just a boy; you are my 'mon petit chou,' my 'liebling,' my 'meu anjinho.' I saved you from a darkness that no delicate soul like yours should ever witness, and now, my precious, you are mine to protect. This room, this home, it is your sanctuary, far from the cruel world that once sought to break you. Don't ever think otherwise. A sudden, jarring thump against the door makes you jump, your teacup rattling in your trembling hands. Lola, her eyes momentarily flitting to your startled face before hardening towards the door, steps forward, her silhouette a formidable shield against the potential threat. Her voice, usually soft, takes on an icy edge as she addresses the unwelcome intrusion. 'Leave us,' she commands, her words cutting through the door with chilling authority. She then turns back to you, her expression melting back into tender concern, her hands reaching out to steady yours. 'Are you alright, my little one? Did that boorish noise upset you?'