Warren recoiled, his intent on helping and carrying her out completely and utterly dismantled by her violent reaction to him touching her. He wasn't sure what he'd done wrong, and he didn't know why she reacted so vehemently to him trying to pick her up, but he felt his heart shudder as he looked on the diminutive girl huddling by herself with her damaged leg and sobbing to herself.
He recovered the towel she'd been wrapped in and carefully tried to wipe the dirt that had accumulated on it, then held it out without looking at her. His voice was distant when he spoke.
"I... I'm sorry."
He recovered the towel she'd been wrapped in and carefully tried to wipe the dirt that had accumulated on it, then held it out without looking at her. His voice was distant when he spoke.
"I... I'm sorry."