Isobel looked up at the sound of Gabby's voice, rubbing at her eyes again before she took the tissue with a small smile. "You... really don't have to do that. I'm not hungry and... I don't think there's much in there, to be honest. In the kitchen, I mean." Hands busied themselves folding the tissue over and wiping her eyes with it, refolding it again and pressing back into the corner of her couch with a quiet sigh.
"Just... havin' someone here helps right now. Get my mind off of things."