-Isabelle-
Isabelle was not happy to see someone come. She looked at the girl with dull eyes though, for she was drained. She sat down on the ground hard and let her wings droop to the ground. She didn't say anything, just lifted her hands to her head again and closed her eyes. She opened them once and cast a glance at Jackson, then closed her purple eyes again and put her head on her knees. She did not want the newcomer to call the ambulance. They never treated halflings well, unless maybe if you were a rich one. She was not. And she had to get back to her mother. Her mother would wonder why she wasn't back.
That made Iz remember something. Her eyes flickered open again and she looked around the area. She spotted her bag, and stared at it. Was Poppy okay?
As if response to her thoughts, the tiny puppy's small head appeared. She seemed scared, and was shaking, but she jumped out of the bag and ran over to Iz. Iz picked her up and set her in her lap, then went back to holding her head, eyes once again closed.
-Rebeca-
Beca, always picking up on every word that Conor said, was alerted when he suddenly cut off. She wondered what he had been about to say, but wasn't sure if she wanted to ask. "Those are good things to be proud of." She murmured, her eyes drifting to the water in the fountain, which trickled softly. She wasn't sure what else to say at the moment. Her mind was far away, somewhat wondering what he had been going to say, but mostly just wondering over what she had learned.