Herian accepts the staff, and for a moment, she is frozen. Only a moment, enough that it is barely noticeable. The sound of sobbing, the sight of blood—

Her heart seems to hammer harder in her chest, and blood to drain from her face, but she continues on, moving to the side. She does not crowd the child, but casts a watchful eye over the other agents - sharp, concerned, questioning, as if any one of them might have something to say which will illuminate this.

Better to follow Raylan's lead, in this, and her jaw flexes a bit as she watches.