Since the constable was letting them go, she would not risk standing around in such a pathetic state. With a few small delicate tears dotting her cheeks, she pulled up her handkerchief to wipe her eyes but recoiled slightly to see it covered in shades of pink and red. Giving Aslan a shy look before glancing around, noticing others watching just as she'd expected.

"Let's go home, please. I don't wish to be seen like this a moment longer and you should wrap your hand. You hit him so hard." She offered and tried to guide him away.

It was only when she was certain they wouldn't be heard that she looked at her brother who had been wonderfully born to meet her eye level, "you have a busy day tomorrow, don't you ?" She looked innocent but the words unspoken were clear.

She wanted him out of the house in case that man did come for his money or more.