Savin listened to the girl and a sad expression fell over his face at her distress. He hated when people were sad, it pained him, pained him so much a tear rolled from his eye and dropped onto the ground. He stood listening and looked around trying to see if her "mother" was around, seeing nothing he let a gentle sigh leave his lips. "She told you somewhere safe?" he questioned in his gentlest and kindest voice his tone soft and comforting. He slowly as to not spook her removed his green silk cloak from his shoulders and moved to wrap her in it speaking each of his motions so not to frighten her. "Little one, I am going to wrap you in my cloak it is soft and warm..." he commented slowly settling it on her head letting it surround her protectively. "It will keep you all nice and warm..." he smiled and picked up his bag tying it to the waist of his pants and knelt down on one knee again before her. "The bang is probily thunder... If you will let me, I will pick you up and take you somewhere safe and warm...? Then after this storm clears we will find your mother." he opened his arms and waited.