Moonspear Stiffen up that upper lip.

Thankfully the words worked (somewhat). Bridget could tell that the girl was still freaked, with very good reason, and she stayed close as she led them away and further.  There wasn't time to search every rubble pile, so Bridget was mostly looking and listening, keeping alert for any shift or any sign of life.  So far they'd found neither.

She could have brought up her dad's absence as a way to assure her he was nowhere near here, but she'd seen the way he looked at his children.  No man like that stayed away without reason and that alone made Bridget hesitate.  She was no counselor, especially with kids.  Instead she went the safer route.

Are you hoping to be a medic, one of these days?  It was one of the only reasons she could think Ibis would bring her out here rather than leaving her in the care of someone back home.  It was good preparation, but intense.