Luke smiled brightly at the ninja, upon noticing his return. After lifting a hand to wave him over, he glanced back over to the stranger. Once the young man introduced himself, Luke was giving him a friendly smile, "It's nice to meet you, Parn. I'm Luke."

He gestured towards his moogle, "This is Ion, and..." he started, and then gestured towards the other redhead, "...that's Gaara. No need to worry, either! You weren't interrupting anything." As for...more knowledge, "Uh...actually, I doubt I know much more than you do. Heh, I actually couldn't help but...laugh, a little, at the Heroes of Light thing..."

Considering what his name meant, back home. He sighed softly, before folding his arms over his chest. A somewhat reminiscent smile crossing his lips, as he fell silent. Try as he might, he couldn't help but miss home. Even if he wasn't entirely sure what his answer would be, regarding whether, or not, he wanted to go back. There were certain things stopping him from wanting to do that. For starters, he strongly recalled the feeling of his fonons separating.