'We're?' Pruu shook her head with a snort. "Someone will go with you. For enough money, you earthlings will do just about anything." Surely someone at the dock would be willing to ensure that the child would make it home.
She glanced down at the question and sighed softly. She reached into the basket to pull out one of the thin towels and held it out to the child. "No, no sleepy drinks will be needed. Here, wipe your face and blow your nose. ..You may keep it for your trip." Find some mud to roll the child in, grab some of their tradable items, give someone at the docks some money and a threat, and then she could brush the whole incident off forever. A simple enough plan.