"There might be some truth in that." Having gone to a boarding school, Isabel was used to some weird things going on--since it wasn't on Earth, and there were students who could fly there. But still, all things considered, Northedge was pretty tame as schools went.

Diatu blew everything there straight out of the water.

"Oh, no, why would it be? Like I said, it's not like you were trying to be a disruption. Sure, one moment." Isabel went over to her wardrobe and rummaged in it for a bit, coming out with a vibrant pumpkin-orange cloak with a hood. It might be a little short on Seto, because he has a few inches on her, but it should suffice. Since he does have his arms full, she settles it around his shoulders, clasps it at the neckline, and draws the hood up.

"Okay, Operation Smuggle is ready to go!" She's certainly cheerful about all of this...