Nish nodded as well as she could, going through the motions of stomping on the ground next to Isobel’s foot, and then miming an elbow to the stomach before twisting out of the other woman’s grasp. She smiled at her, but felt it had been too easy. She really needed to practice this with someone bigger than her, though Isobel had done her best. “Do you think you’re okay to try again?” she asked her, a slight note of concern in her voice, “it’s good to practice somewhere safe.” She was already thinking of a few other situations she’d like to learn how to get out of, and glanced over at the suggestion sheet on the table by the door.