"A Sundered who is faithful, is--oh crap, it's you." Isabel's memory wasn't always perfect, but sometimes (and especially in times like this) it decided to be helpful.

That or maybe a certain something (someone?) who had been asleep was waking up, but really, that was neither here nor there, and not helpful now, so Isabel didn't mention it.

When the walls changed, Isabel didn't panic, but she frowned. This...was not good, not at all.

"Guess we've got a decision to make--do we try to follow it, or do we try to get out?"