Izzy nods, kneels, and places her hand on Serina's knee.  Her own pulse is racing, anxiously.<span style="color: olive">"Right..."</span>she nods opening her mind up, thoughts float up into the air, a jumbled mess at first,  she starts to rearrange the thoughts...Enzo, Camelia..her..the hug ..god..NONE of this was making sense. There was  Apprehension, fear of loss, that's all she really felt at the moment. Fear.There is a distinct feeling of very deep attachment , and a few fluttering thoughts of lust sent in Izzy's direction from earlier today, but that's soon replaced by a  vivid image of Enzo starts to appear. the sick bastard writhing on top her Serina, the distinct feeling of his 'arousal' sliding against the snake charmers thigh.  Izzy grits her teeth, she's seen enough before even meandering into what Serina -intends- for her to see.  Her concentration is broken when there is a knock on her door.<br/><br/>She opens her eyes and realizes she's panting heavily, gasping for breath with her fists clenched and her teeth grinding against one another. She's dazed a bit, before reaching a trembling hand out to Serinas cheek and caressing the still red mark her brother had left on her. How the fuck did he think he was going to get -away- with this? His bravado astounded.  There's a knock again. Izzy leans in and brushes her lips against Serinas and whispers,<span style="color: olive"> "We...we can go into this more later.Promise."  </span>She doesn't reveal what she'd seen. As far as Serina knew, Izzy had seen everything, when infact the barker was still trying to make sense of the racing frantic images and emotions.<br/><br/>She doesn't move, only continues to stare at Serina and yell over her shoulder,<span style="color: olive"> "What?!"</span>hoping the person outside heard her.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>