Isalisk looked on over at him, her face plain and expressionless as he spoke about his kind. At first, she found it all what she had perhaps expected to say, though she did enjoy speaking to him anyway. As he continued however, a hint did rise in his words, and by the end of it her eyes had grown wide with a bit of horror, something pinching inside of her as she slowly turned her wide eyes away from him, a sound starting to pick up in her ears that was too hurtful to listen to.<br/><br/>She closed her eyes, drowning away the howls and roars of the past before she bit at her lip, forcing the pain away from her.<br/><br/>Isalisk believed in her own right that he had admitted a grave crime against her kind that he participated in, but the flurry of emotions was a different kind than he could have ever imagined. After a moment, her hands opened up idly and picked up the tray, staring down at it with a hard expression before her face finally softened, and she rose her eyes to gaze up at him while he in turn stared at her.<br/><br/>"It's alright." She said quietly, though anyone would tell the great pain that could be seen within her silver and slitted eyes from the way they began to water. She was smiling with pity and forgiveness, though she could not fight back a few tears from falling down her cheeks as she looked down at the fish. "It isn't your fault. You all did what you thought was right at the time.. We all make mistakes. It isn't your fault." With that she fell silent, starting to poke at the meal slowly with her exposed, light claws.<br/><br/>She convinced herself of this because it was the right thing to do. She didn't have it in her to truly hate anyone whom felt bad for something they did, even if it was something that caused her to be possibly alone in the world with the death of her Mother. She had to be better than that, for to be anything else was to be just as bad as those whom had took her life away. She would do what they couldn't and forgive their past wrong doings, but not their future ones.