Tarquin stopped playing the song for a moment, dropped on one knee next to the child and very gently placed his hand on her shoulder. "Li'll miss, I'm sure there will be no trouble, but I'd rather you'd be closer to the table." He managed a very kind and warm tone - almost surprisingly so for an elf. "Staying close to one another may sound a bit dumb at a time like this, but it's actually a bit more difficult to follow where everyone is if a little scuffle is going to break out." He glanced at the constable "Is there a larder or other such... reasonably safe and hopefully large space for the non-combatants to gather in?"