Still sniffling, Phillipa looked up when she heard the voice. She frowned a little as she studied him for a moment. "Are you a policeman? I was playing with my brother and we were running and I was about to slow down for him but then I was here and everything is different and I don't know where my daddy is and I'm supposed to look for a policeman but I got cold so I sat down." The words came in a rush as they often did when her mouth and mind just ran away together - Phils wasn't very good at being quiet, usually, and when she was scared, it was worse - mainly because she wanted to know what was going on.
The six year old was shivering and hugged herself a little tighter as she studied the man. She hoped he was nice, because he had nice eyes, but she didn't know for sure if he was someone she really should be talking to.