Isotta nodded, viewing the waiting car with indifference. She wasn't that affected by ostentatious displays of wealth, if that was the intent, so as long as they got where they were going then she saw no reason to comment on it. Much more concerning was the owner of the car, rather than the car itself. 

"It's alright. I will manage," she replied to the comment about the rear seat, a statement echoed in sentiment by Carver at the same time. Certainly there was no reason to argue over it, when she might as well have just walked rather than hitched a ride. This was just more convenient, and for expediently defeating the source of this graffiti it would be best to not waste more time than they had to. 

With nothing more to add Isotta slipped into the backseat of the car, taking up a position next to Carver as she secured herself in the process. Hands folded in her lap, she waited for Sheridan to begin driving, She was silent, preparing for the mission ahead while also keeping an eye on the two people beside her. Not that she expected anything to happen here, but better safe than sorry. 

For now, she could only wait for them to arrive at their destination.