{It's Edelgard's turn to look shocked. She blinks in surprise, momentarily puzzled by the statement. Almost reflexively, as she had done for young Michel in the aftermath of the fog, she moves between Leslie and the fae, stooping to be more at eye level with the girl.]

It is not your fault, little one. You have nothing to apologize for.

[On that she is firm, and she uses her stocky build to break Leslie's line of sight, hoping to get her to focus entirely on her. She has yet to reach out, but she keeps herself close.]

None of this is your fault. From what I have seen, this behavior among some non-human species is common within and without the land of dreams. The burden of their sin does not fall upon you in any way.