Hearing that someone's daughter had gone missing brought Erin back to her childhood of a kid growing up on an orange portal planet. Too many times had she wandered far from safety and nearly got swept up in danger. At the time, she had been lucky that the beasts back on Merathia weren't particularly strong, but the beasts here were far more likely to be stronger than that.
"I'll find your kid," Erin stated, "What does she look like?"
The woman turned around, and Erin could see there were tears in her eyes.
"Well," The woman sniffled, then lifted a hand below her ribcage, "She's about this tall, with dark red curly hair, and she wears blue. She's also 5 years old if that helps."
Erin mentally took those characteristics in, keeping them tightly in her mind. Although Erin had gotten better at it, there were still times when she struggled to remember all of a person's features.
'Someone so young on another planet… Born at the time the peace treaty was made.'
