[color=salmon]"Alright, we're moving out!"[/color]

As soon as the guard gave order the carts lurched into motion, Vitoria rushing to stay close to the wagon her brother was in. For a minute she just walked like that, keeping pace with the wagon and listening to what was going on around her. After a few seconds however, she heard some kind of exclamation from not too far away, as someone hissed something that she couldn't make out.  

She went towards the sound for a moment, getting there in time to see a boy around her age pushing himself off of the ground and rushing over to speak to someone else. He looked pretty beat up, and as she watched she noticed him stumble. Acting almost completely on instinct Vitoria walked up to the boy and the girl he had started to walk beside. 

She waited until they had noticed her before speaking, so she wouldn't startle them. [color=EE82EE]"Excuse me sir, are you ok? I noticed you fall earlier, and then stumble again just now... should you be walking?"[/color] She spoke kindly, just as she would to any patient. Looking at the boy's face now, she saw that he was pretty beat up. He wore an eyepatch, and had quite a few scars for someone his age. 

Vitoria felt a pang of sympathy for this boy. Who knew what kind of life he's had so far, that he would be burdened so at such a young age. Hopefully that would change with the evacuation. Whenever they finally reached sanctuary, he would be able to restart, to lead a much better life away from Edessa. [color=EE82EE]"I'm sure there's a space for you in one of the wagons if you need it."[/color]