"That sounds like it sucks. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm young and relatively strong and in good shape, and in my chosen martial arts, I enjoy a friendly sparring match. But to be made to fight over and over? I don't even think I'd enjoy that, much. I'm sorry that it happened to you. I mean, I don't pity you, but it sure sucks that it happened."

Isabel can't really relate to that, and she knows it. His next words bring something of a frown as she considers why that might be--especially with his statement that he doesn't need them. Curious.

"If I have to be stuck here learning magic again, I want to be the best--" Though a thoughtful look passes over her face, and she laughs. "Okay, I might take second fiddle to you, 'cause it'd be worth it. I want to learn enough to get home, too. I've only been to another world once, so I'd like to do some sightseeing before I leave. I don't know if 'enjoy' is the right word, but..." She shrugs. She'll give him that.