Lupa looked at the ground, trying not to become a bother.  She glanced at the two girls who were now in charge of her and died a little inside.  She realized she'd be stuck in her same old routines, just slightly less orphaned.  She was trapped in a world of being taken charge of, as opposed to being in charge.  Maybe if she were older, it'd be different, but she wasn't going to question it. When the man that carried her in asked about the fire, she just said one sentence. "I think I was asleep." She figured that would sum up the fact that she didn't know or remember anything about it.  She decided to try not to piss these guys off, none of them seemed totally human, except maybe the half naked girl.  She wondered  if they might have other clothes for her.