Isabel simply nodded, thinking along strategic lines, rather then care about what was socially acceptable. She was never one to care much for what other people thought, after all. "I suppose there is only one way to find out, isn't there? And we best hope that it doesn't come to that... I, for one, would prefer fighting them on an even footing..." She paused, watching him for a moment before she simply decided to follow behind him. "I have to compliment this station's security measures though, we were lucky that they even allowed me access to the ship at all... and even then they had to make sure I wasn't smuggling any weapons..."<br/><br/>She shut her eyes to muse to herself for a moment about how they had made sure she wasn't carrying any guns, but in Isabel's case, her entire body was a weapon, though they couldn't quite account for that.