Izzy wondered how much they'd just been given, but imagined it probably wasn't that much. But hopefully it would be enough to get them some food and a place to sleep for the night. That would be good enough for now and they could figure out their next steps later.
"Let's hope they aren't pointing us to the law for panhandling." She shook her head, trying to keep a brave face for the children.
The family made their way over to the building and stepped through the front door into what looked like a reception area. A human, a man who looked about middle aged and hadn't missed many meals, looked them up and down without getting up from his position behind the desk. He said something but Izzy didn't have the first clue what it meant.
Looking at the pictures on the wall she guessed it was a shelter of some kind, but what the rules were or how they applied to get in she had no idea.