Your response is one that the young girl is taking into account. The mention of her mom seems to be calming her down somewhat; even her sobbing has resided to just a few sobs here and there. She nods at you, satisfied with your answer.

Your next question about the figure is met with a look of confusion. "Wh-what creature? I didn't see anyone but you. I was walking here a-and things got v-very cold and... and I started hearing things. And then," She paused to look up at your face, as if she was looking at her new saviour. "And then you came and shone a white light. Th-there was no one else."

Despite looking confused, the girl nodded at your suggestion. "N-nice to meet you. I'm Isabel." The conversation seemed to have had a positive effect on the young girl so far. The tears on her face were being wiped off and she was now simply sniffling every now and then. "I-I can be brave. For Mommy." Her eyes, once again, meets yours. "H-help?"