He had been brought here too? That prospect was both comforting and terrifying - comforting because he might be good like her and not want to do her harm, and terrifying because if this man was trapped here, there was no way Helga would be able to go home to her mother. She would be so worried...! How was she going to explain this to her? It hadn't been her fault, and now she was in a strange place with men speaking to her, men she didn't know...
"Were you?" she asked unnecessarily, sniffling and wiping at her eyes between sobs that she tried to hold back. Helga needed to hear the words again, to be reassured. "Sir... I'm frightened. I wish to go home now to my mother."