He looked to her waiting and bouncing on his heels. Soon though the girl took a picture down and he wiggled walking closer. He then realized how short he was compared to her, he actually felt... puny. With a gulp the male took the picture and stroked the glass, "Family? Fah...am...idly..." he then felt a tear roll down his face and he nuzzled the picture sitting on the floor, "Mommy... I want, my mommy..." he muttered repeating something from his past. He whimpered and held his head, "Why take me from mommy..." he rubbed his face and looked to her. His eyes glossy from memory, and he looked distant, "Why... why mommy and daddy die?" it was probably the first time he ever remembered that day fully.