Isidora smirked, just a bit, at the woman's antics before the warden. It faded at the skull cracking blow she received from the man's club. Despite the blood, the blow didn't seem to drain any of the lady's energy. The witch kept a close eye on her after that, doubly so when they became chained together. She was able to keep up with the aggressive lady's pace rather easily, but stayed behind so to better watch her.

The cell they were in was small enough that they couldn't really avoid each other, despite the efforts of her cell mate, so Isidora decided to open up the conversation. "That was really impressive, weakening the warden's image the way you did."