"Are you okay?-" Touka stopped, turning around to see who was this person who spoke so familiarly with Isana. "Who are you?" She asked defensively, already trying to shield Isana.<br/><br/>When she turned, Isana raised the hood hurriedly and brushed past the lady.<span style="font-style: italic">You don't know her, I don't know her.</span>"Let's go." Her eyes already indicating there was some trouble.<br/><br/>"Stop, you're Isana aren't you?" A hand gripped her shoulder, gently, yet firmly. "Don't you recognize me? It's me-" She stepped closer.<br/><br/>Bam. Isana lashed out with her arm, batting her sister's arm off her shoulder. "I don't know you," She snarled angrily before pushing past Nakahiro and running out onto the street. Once she had convinced herself that it was far enough, she bent over at a gutter.<span style="font-style: italic">Her mind swam. Dots flashed in her vision.</span>She retched, breathing heavily.<span style="font-style: italic">Why are you running away? What am I running away?</span>"Ugh," She covered her face with her hands, the slightest of pressure causing tears for form in her eyes as she retched again.