Grabbing up her various things and shoving them back in to her purse, Parvati was petrified that the woman had come over to help. She didn't even pretend to be grateful for the help. She just wanted to run away and hide back in her room.
Hearing her name, it hit her that this was someone she knew. It made things even worse. Glancing up, pulling her sweater closer around her neck, she tilted her head in attempts to put a name to the face of the woman.
"Hannah," she affirmed for herself. She stood up, hanging her purse back over her shoulder.