Pearl huddled underneath the tree, sobbing softly.
"M-Mystic Maya. Mr. Nick. Where did you go?" She asked herself.
Waves of people passed by her, not stopping to ask what was wrong, or if she needed help. Pearl felt scared. Scared and alone.
She hugged her legs close and buried her head into her knees, continuing to sob. She didn't even notice when light footsteps made there to her.
"Excuse me, miss?" Said a voice in a strange accent Pearl had never heard before.
She looked up at who spoke and was greeted by a boy in a blue sweater, worn over a white shirt. His head was topped with a blue paperboy's hat and he carried a bag at his side. His face was very plain, but he had a look of concern on.
"Miss, are you in some sort of trouble? I couldn't help but take notice of you over here?" He said, again with that strange accent.
Pearl struggled to find her voice. When she finally spoke, all she could manage to say was, "M-Mystic Maya…"
"Eh? Mystic Maya? I'm not sure I understand." The boy said, putting his hand to his chin.
Pearl spoke again, managing to choke out more in between her sobs. "I-I can't find… Mystic Maya."
"Oh, you can't find someone, eh? So your lost then?"
Pearl nodded, wiping her tears.
The boy then suddenly put his finger in the air. "Well don't you worry, miss! I'll help you!"
Pearl gasped. "Y-you'll help me find Mystic Maya?"
The boy nodded. "Of course. After all, it's the duty of every gentleman to help a lady in distress."
Pearl looked confused. "What's a… gen-teel-man?"
The boy reached out a hand to Pearl. "It's someone who always does what's right. And right now, that's helping you find Mystic Maya, isn't it?"
Pearl finally smiled, for the first time in what felt like ages, before taking the boy's hand who pulled her form the ground.
"Thanks mister… Um, What's your name, mister?"
"Oh, my apologies. I should have introduced myself." He tipped his hat to Pearl. "I'm Luke. Luke Triton!"