In the back, off to the side
She lingered towards the back, keeping her distance from the others gathered, unsure whether or not this was what she ought to be doing. The attack from the week prior still weighed on her thoughts, and she really wanted to make sure that no one else had to face something like that, minor though it was. But what could she do to help anyone? She was just a young woman with no education and no special skills that she knew of. Likely useless, but at least she'd try.
Bundled up in a black pea coat, Isobel had her hands hidden in her pockets, quietly listening to the voice over the amplifier, a familiar voice in the evening. Closing her eyes, she rocked forward, then back on her heels, finally coming to a crouch and then simply sitting, legs folded in front of her, the wind blowing at her hair. She wanted to be useful, but... faced with people that could do things, it just felt hopeless.