Eda jumps slightly and shrinks back closer to the wall, before blinking. There's something familiar about the man, but the part of her mind that's stuck at this age doesn't consciously recognize him.

She shakes her head at him and puts a finger to her lips, eyes wide and panicky. The fact he might be a stranger isn't the problem right now. "Shhhh. It's going to hear you!" Her voice is a scratchy whisper, trying not to be any louder than she needs to be.