Branna chuckled softly and said "den you'll waaat? fumble me ter death? cum on, young wan." She held her hand out for the young boy and smiled welcomingly. She of course wouldn't want the boy to get hurt, he was already low health wise from the looks of him. Branna was lucky enough to have people that were too afraid of her to help her out. She lied to them of course, but some of them knew her father's temper and why she left. They also took care of her. She felt bad for the young boy, but she didn't show it.