Although Isabelle was known for her toying with people's emotions - usually to make them happier when she was around, she didn't do that with Alvaro. When they were younger, she had often helped calm him down, or gently persuaded his emotions to be more positive than not. When they had first starting to see each other again, she didn't dare try and force him to like her again. Isabelle would never want it to be fake, so she had stayed far from making him feel things that weren't naturally. But she was very in-tune to his every emotional shift, and when she felt things start to lift it made her own heart soar with joy. Now, she felt how he did when she was around, and she couldn't imagine being any happier.
Their gaze met, and she didn't look away. It was like looking into another part of herself, and she met his glances with equal passion behind them. "Good. I don't want to have to miss you again." Implied in there was a not ever again. It had absolutely crushed her when he had disappeared, and any of the other members of their circle could attest to that. The emotional rages and depression she had caused them all were not something they were likely to forget so easily. "I'm sure they are perfect, Al." She said with a smile, knowing that they were her favorites mostly because he made them for her.
"It's warm enough." She responded. Her shirt was thin and only 3/4 sleeves, which was perfect for slight warmth outside and being cool enough in a warmer house. He eased back a little, and she caught his arm with her hand, letting her fingers slide down until they entwined with him. "Good. That's right where I want you." She said, a wry smile coming to her lips as she thought among other places.