The girl was crying. Sobs caused her shoulders to tremble violently even as she gasped for air between her wails. Haku looked spun around, wondering if any of the spirits could hear her desperation. He should have punished her immediately, but she wasn't like her parents. They had indulged themselves and were justly punished, but what was this girl's crime?
He needed to find out.
He tried to remind himself that his curiosity was the only reason he knelt beside her and offered her his help. The fuzzy sense of something familiar when he was beside her, though, wouldn't retreat from the front of his thoughts, though.
As the days wore on Haku found himself even more curious about the girl, but his uncertainty kept him from speaking. Why was she familiar?
The girl gave him the answer when she returned his name to him.