(Your Jack)

Solar watched you as you ate a sponge, putting it in the fire to make it ‘melt’. He said it wasn’t possible but you proved him wrong. He let you sit next to him. Something he never did until you guys had gotten close as a father-son bond.

He also made sure to keep his eyes on Molten, making sure he didn’t run off either to hunt something in the woods. He patted your head, pulling you closer to him so you didn’t leave him to go and search for rabbits and deer to hunt.

“You know we do need those marshmallows that you ate, right, Molten?”

He said directly to Molten, his orange sun rays retracting.