[she shakes her head... and in an effort to show what she's going to say is genuine she reaches out, offering Martel a hand]

It wasn't your fault. It wasn't anyone's fault, not really... [Mithos acted out of grief, you can't really say it's his fault either. If anything, she feels sorry for him, not angry. And Martel-- Martel utterly blameless in her eyes]

We... we should talk about this somewhere else. People shouldn't be yelling at you like this.

[in this strange place, she's not sure if they can leave, but she wants nothing more than for Martel to not have these horrible people being cruel to her]