"Tarren!" Forissa starts reflexively, in her schoolmarm voice, reacting to the sight of the youth,"You can help best by getting back to the manor before Nurse Middling realizes a second of her charges has gone missing today! We'll bring Myrel back - don't worry. I know you two -- " Here, looking at the boy, she checks herself, not sure what Lumin thinks or knows of his daughter's friendship with the scruffy-looking boy, "...I know you must be worried for her, as are we all." She regards him, all straightened up, chest puffed out in earnest bravura, and regrets the tone she initially took. "What help could you give, Tarren?" she asks him, not derisively or mockingly, but directly, inviting him to explain his intentions.