Isabel simply shrugged impartially, picking up a sandwich of her own and following him over to whichever booth or seat he wanted to plop the two of them down at. "That sounds about right. I imagine he's too busy trying to get his forces ready, perhaps attack a few crews while the Gundam Fighters are all still up here. It depends, honestly, but there isn't anything we can do about it now... All we can really do is place faith in those people of yours, that they'll be able to defend themselves should Keller and his people start knocking..."<br/><br/>She took a bite out of it, not much caring about the taste as much as she did the nutrition facts. She needed to be in paramount physical condition, or both her role in the upcoming battle, as well as her very reason for living, would both be compromised.