Emilia sat up, shaking the mud from her hands with a quiet muttering sound. She looked at her knee and her lower lip stuck out in a pout. Just what she needed! A bleeding knee and dirty muddy clothes! That so wouldn't do her chances of earning her keep any good.. She sighed and was about to crawl up, when she saw what could only be described as an angel floating towards her. The beautiful woman in her spotless white robe elegantly moved towards her, a ray of light standing out in the dull brown and grey scenery of the Merchant quarter. Emilia didn't notice her mouth as it opened in amazement. The amazement only seemed to grow as this beautiful angel smiled at her and offered her spotless hand.<br/><br/><span style="color: teal"><b>"I.... I..."</b></span>, was the only sound that staggered out of her mouth. Her eyes hypnotised as she looked at the woman in front of her. Her gaze suddenly got broken by a rather healthy looking man appearing in front of her and kneeling down. She recognised him from before in the shop, he seemed to be a foreigner, judging by his accent. Her head tilted curiously as her eyes rested on the lens that was in place of his eye.<br/><br/><br/><span style="color: teal"><b>"Emilia...."</b></span>,she said quietly, taken aback by the two strangers that were so helpful to her. She felt the colour rise to her cheeks, caught in this clumsy moment. She was slightly embarassed due to the situation, but there was little she could do about it now. Still stuck in her daze, she came to her senses as she felt herself being pulled up by the strong arms of the foreigner. She stood there, shaking and staring down at him awkwardly as he started to wrap his own torn off sleeve around her injured knee. Drops of mud trickled down her body, some of it making their way down under her clothing and into her boots. She shivered at this sudden sensation, and goosebumps appeared on her skin.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>