Hanging out with America was, in some ways, a lot like hanging around the Lydia he remembered from back home -the Lydia that spent time with Jackson, the one that ignored most of their existence because she was too good for them. In some ways America was a little less censored too. But really, it was impossible to be nice all the time.
Or at all in the super-girl's case.
"Actually, I figured I'd play it by ear, see if something pops up. I mean, it's not really fair of me to take all the fuck ups, right?" Although weirdly, hanging with America, Isaac also knew that she didn't mean anything overly caustic when she brought up said fuck ups.
Even if people died in the zombie invasion, or got infected, America wasn't exactly the lay all the blame out type -which Isaac appreciated. She was also full of common sense, something else Isaac appreciated.
Hell, he appreciated a lot out of America. The fact that she hung out with him while he was all grumpy about unleashing the zombie invasion, the fact that she helped clean up the goo that was really starting to smell. The fact that she was the type to call someone dumb if they wandered out into said zombie invasion. Looking up from his bowl of cereal, Isaac tipped his head to the side, "Are you sure you can't be even just a little bit straight? 'Cause, I'm kinda digging you." Damn his penis.