Rico looked at her. Soothingly singing to her in one of his native tongues....Greek. Hoping to calm her some more as it was a beautiful and soft song. When he finished he looked at her. "You do not have to fear what you are running from...anymore." he said in a soft voice. He gently reached forward and wiped away the tears. "You don't...need to fear...anymore. I promise." he said softly. He pulled his hand back a bit. "It is no trouble at all. It is my honor to help a beautiful young woman in need." His elven ears twitched. He smiled at her. A maid brought in the food and he took it. Setting it down and smiled at her. "I'm going to help you sit up now...as you are recovering. You can have as much food as you like. Along with desserts. I did not know what you liked or not...so I had them make you chicken noodle soup with two grilled ham and cheese sandwiches." With that he gently sat her up. Careful to go slowly to show he was not a threat. Then he picked up the tray and set it in her lap. It held silverware. "I had them give you chocolate milk." he added. He lightly touched her head. "SarÃ  bene. Non c'Ã¨ bisogno di temere piÃ¹. Non Ã¨ necessario eseguire piÃ¹. Si puÃ² riposare ora. Potete rilassarvi ora." (It will be alright. You do not need to fear anymore. You do not need to run anymore. You can rest now. You can relax now.) He said in Italian. Moving and went to sit back down.<br/><br/><object height="360" width="640"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4yWu5NxMBYc"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><embed height="360" src="https://www.youtube.com/v/4yWu5NxMBYc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" wmode="transparent"/></object>