Duvessa slowly released the girl and looked up at the thief. He was apologizing? This was a strange concept to Duvessa, as no one cared about apologizing to a witch. She smiled at the courage this boy seemed to have. It wasn't everyday a male swallowed his pride and apologized. She looked down at the little girl and said to the thief "it is not my decision on whether you may join her side, as I am asking the same thing from her." She looked up at the thief and gave him a crooked smile. "Though I do thank you for your apology. It is quite brave of you especially since you know of who and what I am." 

She looked back at the little girl and saw so much of herself in the girl that it scared Duvessa slightly. She wanted the girl to have what Duvessa couldn't: a family, a loving life. She was not to have it because she was already of age to start her own family, but she could help this girl and maybe start her own ragtag family herself. Duvessa lifted her cloak to cover the little girl from the rain the girl started, already feeling protective of her.