Isabel eyed the food Connor had taken from the fridge. Truthfully she was a little hungry, and under normal circumstances she would have been glad for a sandwich, but instead she shook her head. "I'll pass," She responded. "But thanks."
"Do people normally break into your home trying to kidnap you?" Isabel leaned against the counter, keeping as much of a distance as she could between the two of them. She was trying to be polite even though she figured rudeness would be excusable in situations like this.