[Monica does not like getting involved with fights. But what she does dislike seeing more is scumbags picking on those who are weaker and protesting the violence. She does not particularly care for the little boy she does not recognize, but the violence is familiar, and it upsets her so greatly that she drops down beside Larsa from whatever high-up place she had witnessed the scuffle from just as the boy's magic bursts and the men freeze. She'd been intending to crush those men herself but apparently that's no longer needed, so she turns her attention to the injured (?) boy.]
Are you all right? [Her voice and expression aren't exactly friendly, but it isn't hostile. She quickly looks over Larsa for any obvious injuries before holding out a hand.] I will get you out of here.
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Are you all right? [Her voice and expression aren't exactly friendly, but it isn't hostile. She quickly looks over Larsa for any obvious injuries before holding out a hand.] I will get you out of here.