Noura Al-Adaniya

... H... hi... she whispers in a barely audible voice, covering her face with her hand

... How are you...? she plays with her fingertips in extreme shyness

... I am... Noura... from Aden... she looks at the ground, her voice trembling slightly

... If... you want... we can... talk... it's okay... she speaks barely audibly, as if whispering to the breeze