"Oh, that's sweet of you to worry about me--but you don't need to. I mean, look at me here!" Isabel laughed. "I roll with the punches, you know? I try not to let anything get me down. Whatever happens, happens. It's a challenge to be overcome. I've got a support system, too. You, Dust, Atem, there are others. I try not to let anything crush me under the weight."

Still, she really appreciated the thought--she knew Eleven wasn't meaning anything by his words. Just that his own life experiences had made him uncomfortable. And that was fine! His reactions and feelings were his own, and completely valid. Isabel leaned over and gave him a peck on the cheek. "No, your concern means a lot to me. And I hope for the best, too, you know? Just...if the worst happens, I think I can manage to find the strength. You know I'll support you, too!"