Isaac is silent, taking that in. Did she come here directly after that? Is she dead back home? He runs a hand through his hair, expression troubled. "I'm sorry to hear that. It's a shame that happened." But there's nothing that can be done about it now.

"Yeah, people really can be horrible." He drops his gaze to the grass, expression turning solemn very quickly. Yes, he knows that first-hand. He's a horrible person. But now isn't the time to dwell on that either, and Isaac glances back at Ouka.

"I'm sure there are plenty of people willing to work together to stop them. If they've got a group, fine. I'm sure we can form one of our own. We'll work together to stop them and make sure they don't pull anything like this again."