Zane sat down not to far from her. He wiped off the whiteboard. He had absolutely no idea what to say. He sat on the stairs and thought for a few moments. Noticing Arria get startled every time the thunder echoed.
Zane wrote on the board again.
-Can you do me a favor?
Once the storm passes.
Can you tell me your name?-
He found it difficult to calm her down or comfort her. If he didn't know her name.