Fusion
Fusion had a solemn look on her the whole time Yumila told the story. "No, no, its fine. I'm sorry to hear that." Fusion shook her head nibbled on hernmeat again, feeling like a jerk for almost rejecting her.
Haru
He listened to the story but made no comment, though the vile of gold flakes were quite fascinating to him, another thing was on his mind. A life story... He thought. He was young, he knew that, so he didnt have much of a life story. Haru couldn't imagine his parents either. Every time he thought of a parent, Fusion always came to mind. The only relative he ever got to know. Every time he asked Fusion who his parents were, where were they, anything of the sort, Fusion would get angrymor just ignore him. He clueless about this. Haru stared up at the cavern ceiling, looking deep in thought, a frown of frustration on his maw.