Izzy hears Serina, she turns just enough to ackowledge the girl, and nods, not really seeing she was in such a shoddy state .  She's worried at the look in Camelias eyes, not that she didn't care about what Serina had to say, she was just..well..worried.  Izzy by her nature was a worrier , mostly due to having such shit-poor intuition. She opens her mouth to ask Cammy what's wrong, when she's silenced by the hug.    Izzy melts into the grasp and tries her best not to fumble into a crying fit. She winces sharply as Cam starts to whisper to her- swallowing down the tears and trying to concentrate as she feels those smooth lips against her cheek.  At least she -knows- now..right?  Cammy wouldn't push her towards Serina if she had -any- desires for her her self, and that sad, but in izzys mind, totally legit realization tugs at her heart, and rips it in two. Cammy was not now ,  nor would she ever be hers...<br/><br/>She hugs tighter as her friend places her lips against her cheek, and reaches out to grab at her hand before she leaves.<span style="color: olive"> "We can talk later right?"</span>She turns, hopeful to get a grin and a snide response..but it's then she notices the shape of Serina.<span style="color: olive">"Holy...."</span>She shakes her head letting go of Camlias fingertips, and rushing over to Serina.<br/><br/>As she gets closer she notices the state of the girls hair, and the red welt against her cheek...<span style="color: olive">"What in blazes happened to you !?  "  </span>She reaches her arms out , and draws the girl into a tight embrace. It feels...different then Camelias. Not ..bad or at all unpleasing, but different. She tightens the hug and brings her hand up to straighten the back of Serinas hair.<span style="color: olive">"You like...you fall er' somethin?"  </span>She grins as she leans back. It's only then she notices the thick fingerprints against Serinas throat.<br/><br/>Her heart nearly stops beating all together, her eyes narrow, and her voice is scarcely above a whisper.<span style="color: olive"> "...what happened?"  </span>Her fingertips meekly reach out to trace along the still red skin along Serinas throat.  She furrows her brow and looks the snake charmer in the eye. Seeing thoes marks on- anyone- would drive her into a murderous frenzy...seeing that someone put their hands on-HER- Serina....<br/><br/>Did she just think that?<i>Her</i>Serina? Like...how she thought of Camelia as 'her' Cam... She was getting in more over her head by the second.<br/><br/>That didn't matter now-  She isn't sure she want's to know who did this - but she needs to know.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>