Isis nodded, keeping silent. She was going over events in her head. She was amused by how Carly spoke to her, but also bothered... Upset her, made her sad? She should be, right? She wasn't the best at making friends, it seemed. She always said the wrong thing, put her foot in her mouth, or said something nasty and regretted it later. The only real friend she had was Tula, the half-Sylph that had raised her. There were her Kobolds too, but she didn't know if they considered her a friend or not. She stared up at the ceiling. "Hey Winston.. Do you know how to make friends? Is there some kind of trick to it? You seem the nice sort." She turned her bright turquoise eyes towards him.<br/><br/>Verena sat up straight, frowning. "Another fight? Oh no.. I think I heard about that.. You're okay, right?" She scooted closer to Drake, looking concerned.