Isaac opens his mouth to reply, but stops as he hears a frightened voice whimper, "I...Isaac?" Looking inside of the prism of light, he sees a young woman with long, silver hair and intelligent, dark eyes. "Oh, my God," she says, raising her hands to her mouth as tears stream from her eyes. Without wasting another moment, she runs forward and wraps her arms around Isaac's waist, sobbing joyfully. "Isaac! My God, I thought you were dead! I...I never thought you'd still live in this city, let alone be alive..." As Sarah sobs into his chest, Isaac looks down at the crying, silver-headed girl. Instinctively, his arms had gone around her, as if she were someone he had been missing for a long, long time. Reaching up with one hand, he rests his hand against his head as a sudden pain begins lancing through his head.