"A little bit," Jin Ling says, reluctantly. Half the time he still acts like he's not friends with them but they all seem to know better, especially Sizhui. "But I never really had people my age, that's why... he... got me Fairy." People his age had been cruel when he was younger, it's no wonder he didn't know how to be friends with people.

Jin Ling shakes his head. "It's not anyone's fault." He should do a better job at letting people be there. "I know I can. It's harder to do it," he admits, he pulls the marshmallow away from the fire blowing on it to cool it before he pulls it off the stick.

"I'm used to being alone at home."