She took a deep breath as she saw the older boy, and when he offered to help, she started to calm down, her unease finally settling down. Alice offered him a bright smile, finally glad someone would help her since getting more and more lost seemed to be a habit she was gaining. She was almost near tears, only this time with joy and relief and not from stress. While calming down, Alice noticed that he seemed to be a very... well... pretty young man. She'd never really thought to call a boy pretty, handsome (though he was that too) was something you were supposed to call men but pretty seemed to work just as well in this case.

"Thank you very much, sir!" was her enthusiastic response. "I was getting terribly worried about where I was. I've only just arrived to this place, you see and was looking about. But I couldn't find my way back! And when I tried to ask for help, I kept getting more and more lost and... well... here I am."