Isabelle was starting to consider herself was a moron, for letting their conversation last this long. She felt a little light-headed from the blood she had lost, and her wounds were stinging, with the lack of adrenaline and excitement. Luckly, all but the scratch above her eye had stopped bleeding at the very least. She wiped away the blood that was seeping from the head wound, again, with a faint frown of annoyance.<br/>As he questioned about her lacking in a partner, her expession saddened, almost seeming to experience a split-second of a flashback. She jerked her head so she wasn't directly facing him, and her bangs hid most of her face. "She's..Not my partner anymore." The brunette responded quietly.<br/>As he commented on another thing she had said, the Weapon lost that expression to look back at him. "I understand what you mean.. But truthfully, it's rare for anyone in my field of expertise, at least, to run into a situation like that. I, myself, actually have never have gotten into a situation like that before.." She responded thoughtfully, tipping her head.<br/>Most opponents Academy students were sent to face weren't ever in their right mind. Not even Witches. "Almost anything outside of the supernatural loop is left for other authority to take care of." She added, to what she had said, putting her pointer-finger up for a moment.