His first instinct was to help the girl, but her suffering seemed brief enough. He winced at the sound, but it was easy enough relax when she didn't seem too hurt by it. Nothing alarming that he caught sight of, at least, and he hoped this would be resolved quick enough and further assistance could be had for the girl.
"Ken Ichijouji. Police officer." He wasn't entirely sure that the term would be one that she'd recognize. Her clothing wasn't exactly the sort of thing you saw around Brightford. Whatever had her this upset must have been important enough that she'd travel. Maybe. It was about all he had to go on. "If you're lost or looking for something or someone I'm sure I can help. Just tell me what it is and I'll make some calls for you. We can even go somewhere better to talk if you want. Surely, you'd be more comfortable elsewhere."