When she's aided inside, the dark-haired human girl steps back and wipes at her jaw with the back of her leather-gloved hand.  Unawares, she's left a red smudge of Pidge's blood along the cheek.  She stares at Merelus as if he'd just insulted her mother, with a mixture of wariness and swelling contempt at his indifference and-- hopefully she is mistaken-- mirth at the death of the halfling.<br/><br/>She quickly moves to find a cloth-- a tablecloth, or a curtain or tapestry-- and without asking, uses it to cover the dead woman's face and body, trying to provide her a little dignity in death and shield her from such crass eyes in a fashion the girl couldn't enjoy in her short life.  She then sits, and stares at the blood on her hands, then ignores it and focuses instead on the tiefling.  "If you could tell me what she said, it might help us find out what happened."  She suddenly looks uncomfortable, as if she'd not meant to speak up.  "I can research it, I mean.  At the libraries."