[The guarded way in which the young girl clutches the garment to her is not lost on Wizard. He is pleased to hear that she's not hurt physically, but the amount of times his own sister had worn such distress while showing him a toy that had been damaged or a doll that had been torn had made him quite familiar with such a look.]
"Your name is Elsie? I am Sylus, though everyone just calls me Wizard."
[Wizard touches his hand to his chest as he introduces himself, doing his best to continue to communicate his intentions. Meeting strangers in the middle of the woods is already a dicey affair but, given the stories he's heard about these woods, he can only imagine how much more frightening it could be to bump into unwelcomed company in a place like this.]
"I'm glad you're not hurt but, from the way you're holding that dress, I'm guessing it wasn't so lucky. If it's been hurt, would you like me to fix it for you?"
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"Your name is Elsie? I am Sylus, though everyone just calls me Wizard."
[Wizard touches his hand to his chest as he introduces himself, doing his best to continue to communicate his intentions. Meeting strangers in the middle of the woods is already a dicey affair but, given the stories he's heard about these woods, he can only imagine how much more frightening it could be to bump into unwelcomed company in a place like this.]
"I'm glad you're not hurt but, from the way you're holding that dress, I'm guessing it wasn't so lucky. If it's been hurt, would you like me to fix it for you?"