Giselle sighed and rubbed her forehead with her left hand, feeling a right fool for assuming as much as she had for either of them.  She offered an apologetic smile to the two of them, especially after the god that had called them together had appeared.  Leaning back a bit, putting her dexterous black as stone hands out behind her as she did, the half Drow looked up at the sky before speaking again.  "I must ask for forgiveness for my rude words to all of you.  War and hardship have made my tongue just as sharp as my swords at times.  Even so, that's no excuse for my actions, for what I said to you.  You're right Zame, I don't know you, yet, but your reply and the way you said it shows much of your character alone.  And you Shang-qing,"  Giselle said as she turned her brown eyes upon the god, a smirk on her own beautiful face as she spoke further, "I wouldn't question a god I've seen face to face since I value my hide a bit more than that, but on the other hand I won't foolishly follow one without a good reason besides the obvious of course, protecting this world so that it doesn't end up a smoldering ruin.  And you're right, assuming anything is dangerous when you don't know enough to make such a call.  Still, not all of my observations so far were far off now were they?"  She chuckled but grew serious as she turned her gaze to Isabel who was behind them currently, quiet and shy as ever.  "What do you say hun?  You're the only one that hasn't said a word since we gathered together.  You needn't be ashamed to speak your mind, nor share what lingers in your heart."