Cornetified
Myrida blinked then, got up to sit beside the child and wrap a arm around him. "I don't think that's it, Ergon...maybe, she's just upset with herself that she couldn't protect him." she held him close. "Don't assume that all mothers are like mine...there are good ones out there."
She wished she had more to say to the child. More to comfort him with. She couldn't think of anything because she was still a child herself as far as her life experiences went...she might be the daughter of a bandit but the male hardly let her do much. She was fine...for now. Looking up she tried to think of something that could comfort him.