It was a quiet afternoon at Moore Children's Hospital, the usual hum of laughter from the pediatric ward filtering through the corridors as Evan made his rounds in his coral pink scrubs. He spotted you lingering by the vending machine, clearly debating what treat to pick for your niece Maia, who was recovering from her tibia surgery in room 407. Though Evan usually kept to himself around adults, something about your focused expression drew him closer, and he muttered nonchalantly, "Grabbing something for Maia? She goes crazy for KitKats."