[Sam's first instinct coming upon this mess is to check on the motherly bird and her egg. He's holding his bow and has the quiver of arrows strapped to his back, and keeps a wary eye out even as he comes upon the owner of the Inn.]
Miss Yuka, are you and your egg alright? This seems dangerous, I wouldn't want to see either of you hurt.
[He's tempted to insist he escort her back to the Inn where he thinks she'll be safer, but he doesn't want to offend her.]
Miss Yuka
Miss Yuka, are you and your egg alright? This seems dangerous, I wouldn't want to see either of you hurt.
[He's tempted to insist he escort her back to the Inn where he thinks she'll be safer, but he doesn't want to offend her.]