The younger female could only give a shaky nod in understanding at Alessa's words, giving Blythe a worried glance as she spoke, her voice laced with fear. When Kain arrived on the scene, and attempted to coax the Asgard healer to return with them, there was still a linger of uncertainty in the air. Whether the woman would listen to them or not was yet to be seen.
Morana could only hover nearby, looking very concerned and unsure. She really wanted to help, but it didn't seem like she had the ability to do so. There was something to be said in trying to comfort Blythe, but of course what could they say? However, on hearing the healer's panicked words, something made the hairs on the back of Morana's neck stand up. Those feelings, that pain...
Wasn't she like this when she arrived at Asgard?
She knew that loneliness, that fear of hurting people that consumed you so much that you pushed others away for fear of what you might do. Morana understood that pain, and knew from experience it took the help of others to get you throught it. Perhaps there was something she could do.
While Kain and Alessa were discussing what to do, the tribal girl crouched down slowly, looking at Blythe with gentle eyes and an even gentler smile. Carefully, she slipping a pale hand forward in the snow, but not touching the healer for fear of scaring her. It was close enough to offer comfort if wanted, but far enough to give the woman room if she felt intimidated.
"B-Blyth-the, c-com-me b-back-k h-home w-with-th us-s, p-pl-leas-se." she pleaded softly.