"You'll get 'em back," says Gumshoe. "We just gotta make sure you're not hurt. Take you to the hospital, and all."

The girl seems half-feral, but at least she hasn't kicked Miles in the shins. Like Kay did when she was a child.

There's the sound of rapidly-approaching heels from the direction the girl is scooting towards, and then--

Wha-pish! "Yeowch!"

"Scruffy! Get back from that child, you're frightening her!"

"Y-yes, sir!" Gumshoe says, scrambling backwards.

"Ah. Franziska." Miles glances at her, not getting up from his crouch. "I didn't think you'd show up."

"Fool," Franziska scoffs. "I wouldn't miss it. This is my raid, too." She looks at the child. "You. Are you all right?"