Francine quickly turned to look at her, and seeing her pathetic little face, she couldn't help but to quit her pretending and go in for a hug. She held her close and stroked her hair, murmuring sweet nothings in her ear. When the breathing of the little girl slowed down to an acceptable level, Francine slowly pulled away and looked at her face, wiping the last of her tears away. "I'm not going to leave you alone. You're my beautiful little flower. I've got to take care of you."