Michele chuckle a little as Isaac walked off first. Within a few feet she got up with him. In no time they were at the bar she suggested. A slight surprised filled when she saw that it was still there. Much of the town businesses were gone. Apparently a few lingered.<br/><br/>A few wary looks were given. Isaac always had  intimating look about him. The locked sword only instilled that more.  Yet she felt safe around him. Perhaps it was he had saved her so many years ago. Shame that he wasn’t around couple nights later when she killed a man. Pushing that memory aside.  Picking up her own beer she took a sip. Letting Isaac take his time. When he was ready he would tell her his story.