About to Burst (Chevi)

Bea was on her way home from the market, with a basket on her arm. She had only bought some smaller things, as Mom had instructed, and she bounced along happily despite the early afternoon crowd. Bea didn't mind crowds; in fact, she enjoyed people-watching, and as she got closer to her neighborhood, she would meet more and more familiar people. Some may even stop to chat. While this close to the Games emotions were running high, it was always a nice distraction to talk to friendly people. And as far as Bea was concerned, everyone was friendly until proven otherwise.

She noticed the girl just as she was stumbling towards the bench. She was visibly shaking, and looked scared. Bea had seen people in distress before, and she had never walked past a single one of them. Stopping at the bench she placed her basket on the ground and sat next to the girl.
 
"Hello! Are you feeling okay?..." 

"I- I guess so... I'm sorry. I just get rather panicked in crowds sometimes. I shouldn't have wandered out today when I knew there was a chance of this happening... I appreciate you stopping by, really, I do. I'm Caitir."

The girl had been crying and shaking, but Bea's words seemed to bring her out of her panic a little. Bea smiled a bright, friendly smile as she introduced herself.

"It's okay, sometimes I get scared too. We can sit here a little if you want, hm? Nice to meet you, Caitir. You have a very beautiful name... I'm Bea."

The sense of panic or anxiety was a foreign one for Bea; she had grown up in security and balance, and had apart from reapings, she had never experienced true fear. But she knew that some people did, and some people had a hard time dealing with them; it seemed that there were many in the district, but she was not sure how feelings like that were dealt with. The only thing she knew was that her mother handled everything, and everyone, with love and care, and it seemed to be the best option out there. So Bea was determined to do the same.

"Would you like something? I can bring you water, or sweets, or something to make you feel better..."

"Oh, uhm, sure. Something like that would be nice. I really appreciate it, if it doesn't trouble you."

"Oh, it is no trouble at all!" Bea nodded with a bright smile; placing her basket on the bench, trusting the blonde girl not to take off with it, she bounced off to get some refreshments. Whatever the problem was, food and drinks usually helped with it. Or at least brought a little comfort.

Bea returned some short minutes later, carefully balancing a cup of water and a small packet of cookies. She got them from a friendly lady at the nearby market stall, someone who knew her and was willing to trade for yarn to be delivered later. Bea placed the cookies and the cup on the bench where Caitir could reach them. 

"There you go. I hope you like them." she smiled, sitting back down. "The crowd should clear in a little bit. It's just people going home from work, mostly."