[[Its fine with me. Whatever happens to work.

]]
Jude smiled at the child's innocent sweetness, glad he could calm her. Helping her with the large shirt, he couldn't help but remember the days Saran needed such help. Watching the girl curl up in the corner with her teddy, he motioned to Saran. "Boy, come sit over here, let her sleep," he said kindly. "The village is only a few miles away, we'll be in a warm room soon. Then we can find out where her parents are..."
If she has any, he added to himself.
Saran jumped up and stumbled to the other bench, dropping down heavily for his four-foot, skinny frame. "Father, what is wrong with the girl?" he asked, oblivious to normal customs.
"She is... lost, I believe," Jude answered, patting Saran on the shoulder. "Dont speak like that about people, boy, they dont like it much."
Saran nodded. "I'm sorry, father. I'll remember that in the future."