It felt as if an eternity has passed since she had her eyes opened, but she cannot feel the man's breath against her skin anymore and the hold around her wrist had loosened. Blinking her eyes open, she hesitantly turns her head to look at the lanky man standing, looking at her. The look in his eyes is pure confusion and she wonders what it is that confused him so. For a moment, the man looks perfectly sane and even innocent in her eyes; like a little boy lost in the crowd, separated from his parents.

Unconsciously, she drops the hand that she placed on his torso. He looks just like a child; one she would never have. And something maternal stirs within her at how lost the grown man seemed to be, "...Isaac?"