Benjamin Ya

Leona Pollendina

Script

Ben: Neh... *carries his box away to the other room to eat, and still trying to get warm, casts his hand out... forming a small green flame that floats above the floor in the center of the room andthat gives out warmth but doesn't burn* ... *staring into the flame, a quiet, distant look on his face*

Leona: *peers out at Ben curiously* ~Hm... I wonder what's wrong with him?~ *sullen, but gentle look* ~I guess he's quite a loner... he never really changes... nor opens up. Maybe if he would share the table with people... people wouldn't be so frightened.~