She chose to think. A 9 year old stranded and starved kid chose to think.
"Hey kid what's your name?"
"Su" she says
Her real name; Lee Na - would have given this people some clue to her identity, so she had chosen to give herself some other common name.
"child, where are your parents?"
This man had been at the top of the popular inn; 'Icecrest' - observing the market square. Icecrest was a large place where the higher class gathered to have liquor and women. Clashes between clans would break out here sometimes but the manager was a very capable woman who knew her business. It was much similar to a Giseang House, except that the lower class had a place here too and slaves weren't treated too poorly. All in all, Icecrest was a very nice place to relax.
The little figure begging a woman who had just been insulted by a customer for selling counterfeit goods caught his eye. The market woman was still angered by the insultive words rained upon her by her almost-to-be customer and did not intend to give a little beggar any face.
"get lost, you reek of dirt!"
"Ajumma, please help me, I am so thirsty..."
"aigoo, who have i offended to get this sort of bad luck in my store this morning?, go back to the forest where you came from! you evil spirit!" with that, she had pushed the kid away angrily.
Not giving up, the kid had gotten up and proceeded to another lady he perceived to be a 'Noble' as she was dressed in fine Hanbok accompanied by guards.
"please ... i am so hungry. Help me"
The lady's servant rushed forward "hey... you are such a dirty kid! which household are you from?, don't even attempt to touch our miss and get away! urghh so dirty...". Then she had rushed to brush off the non-existent dirt from her Master's clothes.
It continued like that and it had grown his interest. He got out of the Inn and came into the market. The kid had already been pushed, threatened, beaten, spat upon and he looked so tired. He looked like he was in so much pain. Reaching where he quietly stood, the kid had looked up at him, like he was his last hope... and after he asked of his name and parents; to which he gave no legible answer to, he had fainted...