Isa's face turned pink when he embraced her. "I'm... just glad you're alright" she said softly, still very surprised at his actions. She trembled slightly, what was this feeling she was experiencing? "No... I'm ok... I'll live" She smiled, admittedly unconvincingly at him. What else could she do? The look on his face was quite angry. It was pretty certain he was angry at the old man. Gently, though her arms hurt terribly, she hugged him back. Her eyes welled up, and she pressed her face into the crook of his neck. She had never thought she might feel this way towards anyone.