Hope sighed a little, but in the way a motherly way. Hope spoke softly to Nita in Hindi for a moment, assuring her she'd be fine and the girl sniffled, but seem to get over the initial fall. Hope then looked at the woman with a kind smile. "Thank you. Sometimes we get excited and we don't pay as much attention to what we're doing." It was to be expected with her age, after all. "Thank you for stopping for her. This is Nita and I'm Hope."