Hayley didn't expect Isaac to actually run after her and let go of his chance to find out more about himself, so she stopped on reflex when she felt his hand touching her shoulder, causing her to turn to her side. Mustering a small smile despite her boiling temper, the blonde sighed and muttered, "I just want to go home... My mouth feels cold." She glanced down to see wispy and faint black mist from her mouth. In hopes that she could calm herself down, she began taking deep breaths and gently blowing out the black mist like a cold breath of air, finding a tiny measure of amusement in the stream of black mist. Her eyes slowly turned from their black-and-gold coloration to her normal white-and-steely-blue coloration.