the child?

Tubbo

Phil carried you along the wooden path to the row of houses behind the stage. he has you wrapped in one of Technoblades old capes, its a little big on you, but it gets the job done for now. Phil puts you down and knocks on a door. soon, a young boy, similar in age to Tommy opens the door.
"Phil! im glad you made it" you looked at him. he had brown hair, neatly combed, and brown sparkling eyes. he certainly didnt look old enough to be the president of a country. Phil and what you assumed to be Tubbo were talking and Phil introduced you. you wave at him.
"Hello Thea" Tubbo waves back at you. he steps aside and allows you in his home. it was similar to Phils, small, but homely. Tubbo disappears over to the small kitchen area and makes drinks for himself and Phil. when he asked if you want one you politely declined. Tubbo then returns and sits with you and Phil.
"So, how are you Phil?" Tubbo asks, sipping at his drink after.
"I'm good mate, found this little one" he indicates you, "so i havent been up to much, yourself?"
"The usual, you know. President stuff." Phil nods and looks to you.
"uhm- Tubbo?" Tubbo looks over. "how old are you?"
"Oh- well im 17. Yeah- im not what youd expect a president to be but- we are all different here." you nod.
"do you know Tommy?" Tubbo takes a sharp breath. you look at Phil confused.
"Its- a bit difficult between them two at the minute." you nod- having got some kind of answer.
"Phil!"