After what seemed like hours, the child finally came down from her hiding place. The commotion seemed to have calmed mostly, so she scanned the room. The fox-looking woman was dealing with some of the last couple of wraiths, a seemingly injured man was.. naked. Anya quickly looked away from him, trying to see if there was anyone else she recognised. She saw Ghair, who also seemed to be injured, pressing a tag against his wounds. Deciding to do something, she took the bandage from her leg, and quietly asked if anyone needed it. Of course it wasn't the most hygienic, but the blood from her leg had only pooled into one spot, and she could just cover the area up if anyone needed the bandage.