"I'm going to show Ronnie some of your pictures later. She thinks she's scowly in them, but I told her she probably wasn't. I stole some of your pictures from home, I didn't tell you that before. But I left some for mum and dad to see too when they want to." He sniffled at that. He had a habit of coming out here and crying, even when he didn't want to. He would curl up, resting his head on the marker and he always, always cried. "I miss mum and dad."