J.D. - Heathers - Tags: Ain
J.D.'s frown softened into a smile, and he struck the branches together again, grinning as they began to crackle in a small fire. He then tossed them onto the pile, which began to burn slowly but surely. He then turned to Ain. "You sound like you miss someone from back home, huh? What was your fami-" He cut off the word family and coughed, restarting his question. "What were those people who looked out for you like..?"