Izzy raised her brows at Trevor’s response, trying to figure out how her having brothers was connected to him having a wound on his face. She cast him a look when he inhaled, walking just a step behind him, letting him lead the way on their walk through town. 
	She frowned slightly at his revelation about his distance with his few family members.
	She nodded slowly. “Because someone’s family by blood, doesn’t mean they’re really [i]family.[/i] There’s more to it than that.” She glanced between him and the sidewalk ahead of them frequently. “Trevor…” she paused and bit her lip lightly, debating on if she should pose the possible link between subjects. “Did one of your parents hurt you?” she finished slowly, the thought of [i]anyone[/i] harming him making her stomach flip angrily.