When he spoke, Isabel began to realize just how different she really was from 'normal' people... how heartless and cold she must have seemed to somebody who could never even hope to understand her, the way she thought, the way she was trained. His argument did hold merit though, and Isabel could understand how somebody could be hesitant to risk the life of somebody that they cared for... Come to think of it, as she reflected more on her thoughts, she had been somewhat hypocritical during this encounter, hadn't she? On one hand, she was talking about how Kuroda's men didn't matter to her, their deaths were things that she did not care for, while on the other hand, she was also hesitating to pull the trigger against the one person in this world that she actually felt true affinity towards.<br/><br/>Her stern stance broke down, and her gaze dropped. "... Common human morals would say not to shoot at all... wouldn't it?"<br/><br/>She didn't have those... and this was the first time in her entire life that such a thing actually felt painful for her to admit.