"..." haro sat quiet for a moment. where did this come from? he sighed, and started. shed explain her reason on her own, no need to ask. "hes... a sort of bounty hunter, always away from home... thats all i could possibly know. he never once came to visit my mother and i..." haro was shaking alittle. hed moved to sit up, not feeling much like cuddling with this subject. he didnt know it himself yet, but at his mention of his mother, tears started to slip. "birthdays, holidays... her last days... the bastard didnt even show up to her funeral!" he yelled, punching the tree in his rage. his fist left a deep imprint in it, and the edges were charred. what used to be where the hole is was simply burned away.