Marcella hugged the sobbing girl, her hold gentle and warm. "It's alright, [i]mischina[/i]," she assured softly. "It'll be alright..."
A soft voice caused the young girl to jump and alarm. Her hug loosened and she turned to see a young girl standing close by. "Ah...I don't believe we've met," she greeted.
[@Princeofhearts][@Rusalka]