Left Alone

He watched the girl's lip quiver and scarlet gaze glimmer. Wait...were her eyes watering? Had he offended her? Invaded her personal space? Momentarily she erupted into a cry, bawling her eyes out and wailing that her family were gone. For a moment he thought they had passed away or abandoned her, though it seemed her father had gone to the siege. His emerald gaze widened at the sight. He hadn't ever seen anyone cry, let alone a child. The emotion he could relate to, however. He knew what it was like to lose family, everyone he cared for, and could remember being overwhelmed with grief. "Shh," he gently hushed, sitting beside her. "I'm sure your mum and dad will return soon. They helped us win the siege, so you can be very proud for them." And you didn't, a taunting voice mocked, though he shook that dark thought away from his mind.