Dawn Treader Valley Fisher, Fisher where are you.

The loud adamant was one his children had often done. And he knew it for what it was. Bravado in the face of something bigger than the child wanted to share. He was unsure what to do at first.

Suddenly there were tears and Rodyn shifted. He moved slowly so as to not scare her. I apologize, little miss. But you don't seem fine. Can I help somehow?

He stood fretting unsure what to do or what to say. He wanted to help her, but was unsure exactly what to do.