"That would be me." Gabby offered a smile in return - although it was a sympathetic, pained smile. Yikes! The collarbones jutting out made the girl look positively ghastly, and the haggard appearance to her face, the paleness, wasn't helping either. Perhaps Gabby should have brought that carton of rocky road she had stashed in the freeze for emergencies. "It's nice to meet you, Isobel. Are you - " Then she noticed the bloody footprints. "What on earth happened?" Asking if the girl was alright wasn't helpful - clearly she wasn't.