Bridget was silent as she listened to the girl. She drank everything in slowly, her face neutral. This girl… Her task was not an easy one. But she, too, felt that strange connection it seems. They were drawn to each other by some unexplainable force. Even if she refused to help, what good would it do? That same unexplainable force made her believe that, if she did not agree to help, then she would be missing out on something big. Something that she may never experience again.<br/><br/>“Pruina? My, what a pretty name…” she mused. “Your tale is interesting to say the least. In my experience, it’s rare for an entire family to suddenly leave someone behind.” If she did agree to help, what was she getting herself into? If she had been left alone, there had to be a reason. Every part of her was saying that she might not be getting herself into something good after all… Her very life could be put in danger, especially if the reasons Pruina’s family had left where were reasons she was better not knowing.<br/><br/>Knowing her luck, that might be the case… Which meant that there would be some fun to be had, no?<br/><br/>“How exciting,” Bridget continued. “You seem like a sweet girl, so I’ll tell you what, I wouldn’t mind helping you find out what happened to your family. Maybe you’ll find someone familiar along the way.” She paused and looked around again, noting that the day was starting to progress. More people would be out and about soon.“Do you have somewhere comfortable to discuss the details? I don’t believe standing in the middle of the sidewalk is practical.”