It was times like these that Sienna loved being generous. She watched as the girl-Avery, her name was-dropped her jaw, how her eyes widened as she saw the food, and even more so, the money. It was like she had never seen any more then ten dollars in her life. Maybe she hadn't...But still. What a great feeling it was.
Sienna stiffened at first when Avery wrapped her arms around her, but she soon returned the hug with a smile. "That's all right, sweetie," She said when she was informed that she would never get paid back. "I don't need it anyway." Then Avery had given her cat, something Sienna hadn't noticed before this moment, a pretzel. When she said her name, Sienna smiled. Avery was such a pretty name, and it definitely fit the pretty girl.
"My name's Sienna," Sienna told the young child. "Sienna Blakely. Do you have parents, Avery?" This question was purely out of curiosity. And for the safety of this child. Who could ever leave a sweet, little girl to fend for herself on the streets of New York?