Odo decided to pay Jimmie for a price he found fit. Waving the tall man goodbye, he definitely kept a note of the street and how the store looked like. Something in the back of his head said they would cross paths once again sometime in the future. Stepping outside he notices something that stood out to the rest of the folk masses walking around here. An elegant, white dressed lady and a girl who seemed to have fallen into a puddle. She was all wet and dirty, learning from his father. A lady should never be allowed to get dirty in the open, that's for miners and blacksmiths to be.<br/><br/>He trotted his way over to help, it seemed most people around here didn't care much for each other as they walked by and ignored the three of them.<br/>" Don't worry ma'm, no need for you to get your nice clothes all dirty. Here, I'll help her out. "<br/><br/>He bent over to get down to the girl, she was pretty no doubt. He looked into her eyes with his own, his blue eye clear and his robotic one spurring as the lens spin and zoomed to get the right sharp view.<br/>" Hey there, miss. Are you hurt? My name's Odo."<br/><br/>It was clear when he looked down she had hurt herself quite the bit, he moves his right, gauntled hand and rolled out his left sleeve, tearing it off from the shoulder with a sharp tipped knife. He tear through it again along the side to make it as big as possible.<br/>Starting with pulling her out from the puddle he grabbed the cloth he had teared off, looking the girl into her eyes to give her that safe feeling.<br/>"It might hurt, but we have to stop the bleeding."<br/>He gently laid the cloth against her wound, wrapping it around and tied a knot to give it light pressure.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>