One of the crowd is a pretty woman in her thirties with outdated, permed hair--not that this has any particular significance to the likes of Brier Delman--sitting on a bench with a canvas bag next to her. She doesn't notice Brier immediately, being too occupied inventorying the contents of her bag: first a vegetable, then what looks like a box of eggs. When Brier moves towards her, she glances up and blinks. Not at the girl, but at the blood.

For a moment she looks liable to shy away. Then she gathers some kind of rural courage and smiles, with some little concern, up at Brier. "Are you lost, dear?" she says. "Do you need a doctor?"