"Why do you want my help?" The woman turned around slowly and squatted down, gently rubbing the little girl's forehead. Her palms were warm, and the fine and crisscrossing blood veins were faintly visible under the thin skin.
"Because, because only you can save him..." The little girl looked up at her, her eyes filled with mist.
"You know, do you need my conditions?" The woman asked, covering the little girl's eyes with her hands.