"If people do start assuming the worst of you, then that's their loss. We're all in a strange sort of predicament, y'know? Fables and all that stuff. None of us should ever be judging anyone else because you just open yourself up to being judged in return. But this place seems to be good at the mud slinging and the name calling." Her nose wrinkled in disgust. "I hate that. I really really hate that."
Sighing softly, she reached out with idle fingers to toy with the hem of his tshirt. "Fishbowl, eh? You had to play a game of hide and seek? We just had to tell stories to get this pirate guy free from the chains." Isobel paused, head tilted to the side. "Even though now that I think about it, it's pretty bizarre in it's own right, isn't it?" Isobel let out a laugh, looking up towards him. "Don't worry about the others. You aren't Griffin. You're Jasper Archer. There's a big difference."