Alessia 's eyes flickered towards the next man to appear, her hand gently gliding to rest upon the hilt of her sword beneath her cloak. She once again returned her attention to the young girl, feeling her upset tug at her empathy. She once again looked to the two men before she slowly and calmly walked over to the girl, taking a knee to crouch beside her. The girl held a fish in her hands, one that didn't look nor smell in good condition. Perhaps it had been a pet, or perhaps the young girl was still attempting to come to terms with the way of life and death, neither was a favourable option for the young girl to deal with. Alessia reached up and pulled back her hood, revealing her red hair and amethyst eyes as she smiled softly to the young girl, "Was this a friend of yours?" she asked curiously, approaching the subject gently. She ignored the man's brazen comment, instead placing a hand upon the girls shoulder to reassure her against his blatant disregard for her feelings.