The girl was still laying flat on the floor. Like a cornered snake, she remained still, unmoved by the lurings of food or water. there was a crimson tint glowing on her brown eyes and they showed absolute tenacity and determination.
She remained in that position for quite a while until Cedar noticed her breath becoming more ragged. 

[color=#873e23]"Cruel elf with cat eyes!"[/color] finally she talked again, now in a hissy fit. [color=#873e23]"Murderer! She's your friend! Her talent--everywhere, fire that extinguishes quickly! She killed my master. Why--"[/color]

As her chest contracted from that sudden outburst, she gasped. [color=#873e23]"Why this pain hasn't gone? Is torment what you wished? Please leave me be! I beg you!"[/color]

Despite the impression it gave on initial interaction, the girl didn't as autistic or childish as one might think. Over the years, even before her blindness and deafness became gradual, the girl had picked up words and phrases uttered by her master's usual patrons. Then again, her speech was not impaired. 

That being said, perhaps giving her a sense of security would work better than the 'raw' form of compassion.