Issa waited a moment before she tried sitting up, relieved to see that she seemed to have regained some of what little strength she had. She looked up at the man, eyes now bright violet tinged only slightly with red. Her gaze dropped down to his hand and she stared at it a moment. She wasn't used to being helped by anybody, heck, she wasn't used to contact with others period. Other people scared her and that's why she stayed away.

But this man helped her so she owed him that much. She reached out one small pale and hand hesitantly placed it in his own.