Ivy doesn't have much of a care for humans as a species, but she has more time for women than men, and her patience for small children (particularly children trapped in less-than-ideal situations) is almost infinite. Girls most of all - and she hasn't seen many children in the city, which gives this one the bonus protection of being...novel, for lack of a better term. A rarity.

She doesn't return the smile, but she doesn't scowl either; she just nods her understanding.

"It's alright," she says, and crouches to the girl's eye level. "Hello."