[ Her lips curve into a frown. Apparently she’s asked the wrong question. Isabel knows what it’s like to be wandering in a strange place with no parents, no idea where to go, but at least when she was in that situation she had her brother’s hand to hold. This child has no one. She stoops down on one knee, not caring about getting a little sand on her clothing, and tries to look at the little boy in the eye. Tentatively, she offers a sympathetic smile. She types another message. ]
They won’t come for us if we’re really quiet, but if it makes you feel better I can walk with you to a building we can stay inside. Would you like that?
[ She tips her head slightly so that she can see his face better. The poor guy looks distressed and understandably so. This is a scary place and Isabel imagines that it’s even scarier for a small child. ]
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They won’t come for us if we’re really quiet, but if it makes you feel better I can walk with you to a building we can stay inside. Would you like that?
[ She tips her head slightly so that she can see his face better. The poor guy looks distressed and understandably so. This is a scary place and Isabel imagines that it’s even scarier for a small child. ]