Isabel sat at the table for one shocked second. Did he really just get up and walk away from her? The siblings were close as close could be but when they fought it was epic. Max was bossy and Isabel was stubborn and when they clashed the Evans siblings had epic fights.
"Michael is not capable of handling himself!" Isabel hissed close to Max's face. "Do you remember what happened when you died and he was put in charge? You know as well as I do how he gets. He needs us, Max. He always has and he always will. God damn it, he's our family." Isabel was getting heated and she could feel a wave of emotion crash around her. She wanted to cry or scream or both.
"And what about Maria and Kyle? They're human and all that's standing between them and the zombies is Michael." Isabel knew that Michael meant well and that he would try to protect Maria especially. He loved her. But meaning well and being capable were two different things. And besides that, Isabel missed Michael. The three of them had grown up together and always looked out for one another. Being separated was killing her.
She hadn't missed the part where he had said when the time came he would go look for Michael. "And if you think I'm letting you go look for Michael alone you don't know me at all."