[h3][color=steelblue]Fate[/color][/h3][@soren][@demon shinobi][@caits][@burthstone]
Having been in a sword state for a while now Fate had the opportunity to simply observe. Something was off about the whole situation. A couple of times the man they were fighting wavered and when he did she got a small taste of the magic he had, or as it appeared, didn't have. Suddenly it all made sense why the woman was so adement about them going tonight. Returning to her human state she held a hand up as a signal for the others to stop. "[color=steelblue]Everyone, stop attacking! She's not in any danger.[/color]" 

This was taking a risk but she removed her sword from its sheath and placed it in the ground. Having chosen to be the spirit of a blade all her real power dwelt there. Unarmed she began to walk closer to the girl, ignoring the man altogether. Smiling softly she held her arms out. "[color=steelblue]Little girl, no one is here to hurt you. I understand now that you are hurting. You miss your father don't you?[/color]" If Fate was right then she needed to try and take the child's mind off of the sadder thoughts. Moving closer she was still reaching out. "[color=steelblue]But you can't keep hiding. You're mother misses you very much. She needs you to come home so you can be a family again.[/color]" Now she could almost reach the girl. Gently she tried to pull her into a hug, hoping the rock would let go enough to do so.