"Well?" Kyo asked smirking, he leaned back into the sand like a chair as he got comfortable, and "I'm listening."

Sana looked to her feet and just went silent for a minute, "Okay." She turned over to Kyo, "Well, in my family there were me, my mom, dad, and my two twin brothers Marco and Rhys. We all lived down in the south on a small earth nation island.

And we… We were part of the kingdom's council, er- at least my parents were. And so we got the best luxuries."

"No wonder you're so spoiled." Kyo teased.

She smiled and shook off his comment, "Well, in my home, probably the only things that we did were considered down in the gardens by our house. The landscape was perfect for throwing mud balls after rain storms. I wasn't neccecarily the best with bending, but I was…" she shook her hand, "A not-bad-not-good bender."

"Well that's something that I've always wondered," And he meant this truthfully, "How do you play around with mud?"

Sana thought of how to show him, her eyes rolled from the sky to the ground, and then she got a sinister idea. She cupped a hand and scooped up some of the sand and then threw it into the seawater. When she pulled it out it was all wet and starting to clump together, she then put her hands over the mass and when she showed it to him again it was in a small orb, "Like this. We would take these balls, and throw them at each other."

"Ah, like a snowball fight."

"I suppose so… You just get a lot messier." She threw the balls at his clothes and it exploded all over him. "See what I mean?"

"Hey! That's not fair!" He said trying to fling the mud off.

Sana put a hand on his chest and the mud collected off of his clothes and back into a ball in her hand. "You don't need to get all… Stupid, as I like to say."

Kyo rolled his eyes, "Well… Why don't you continue and tell me about your family while I try to get the sand out of my hair…." He put his head to the side and started to comb throw his hair with his fingers and the sand fell out.

"Fine," Sana threw the ball of sand over her shoulder, "Well… Marco and Rhys were about… Three years older than me. So they should be about eighteen now."

Kyo nodded as he continued to shake the sand out of his hair, "Uh huh… But wait – are they still alive?"

Sana looked at him with a disturbed glance, "Yes they are still alive." She said in an offended tone, but then her face softened, "I hope…"

Kyo turned, "Oh really." He shook some sand out of his boot, "Sorry to say I doubt that they are."

Sana turned to him and glared, "Don't be so cold…"

"Well it's true, Sana. Sorry, but this war has destroyed many things."

"Yes but-"

"I'm really sorry to have to break it to you, but I honestly believe that… Well, they aren't alive. I am sorry to say but-"

"You're wrong!" She insisted, "They're still alive; no matter what you say!"

Kyo just blinked, speechless on how to respond. He frowned as he saw a tear started to trickle down her cheek. "Sana…" He tried to wipe the tear, but she swatted his hand away. "I'm sorry to give you that truth but-"

"Please… Just leave me alone," She turned away from him.

He insisted on helping her, "Come on," He grabbed her hand, "I know that it's hard, but you need to learn to accept the truth."

She sniffed, "But…"

"Don't worry; things will be okay if you told someone about it?"

She looked at Kyo and frowned, "I'm not sure…"

"You know, if there is anything you wanna say, I'm here…"

Sana frowned and you could see yet another tear go down her face, which Kyo wiped away.

And with that touch, Sana felt warmer than she had in a long time; Warm, and safe.

Sana stared blankly at his chest, blind to everything else in the surrounding. Without a thought, she wrapped her arms around him, and began to sob into his shirt, "I miss them so much…" She whispered.

Kyo sat there speechless and startled for a moment, but then looked down to her with soft eyes and stroked her hair. Even this to him was too much to bear, just to see someone cry like this, of course was a heartbreaking thing. Even he when he was younger, he had cried over his family's death, but now all he could do for her was replace the family that she missed, or at least, make her feel loved as she had.

"Don't worry… I'm here."