The little girl listened to the man. He told her his name, Poitr, and asked for hers, before he continued talking on the phone, after which he asked for her name again.
"My name is Ella." The girl said to him.
"That's a pretty name. Ella, do you know what day it is?" He asked, at which Ella nodded.
"Today is tuesday." She answered. At tuesday she always went looking for berries with the other ones of her age from the tribe, under the supervision of an elder, of course.
"How old are you?" He asked afterwards.
"I'm four." She answered the questions, even if she didn't understand why he asked all these things.
"Okay, Ella, are you okay with getting first aid?" He asked last, at which the girl nodded.