[@KatherinWinter]
Isaac looked nervously at the woman trying to give his most friendly smile but looking strained [color=fff200]"Sorry ma'am I just uhhhm"[/color] he gave a gulp to try and swallow his fear at the antagonistic looking woman. The young man held an awkward silence for a moment before speaking again [color=fff200]"Well I'm not actually in your home or store just in front of it."[/color] he muttered awkwardly. Isaac's eyes shifted to her knife then back at her [color=fff200]"But I'm still sorry if I upset you it's just that uhhhmm...-"[/color] he wasn't actually sure how to word it [color=fff200]"...-I don't actually know what to do I guess? Does that make sense?"[/color] he asked mostly to himself. 

it hit him pretty much that it was the truth. He'd been trying not to think about that fact by pretending it would all just be a new adventure but the reality had just started to get to him casing him to nervously shake [color=fff200]"Uhhhm I kinda just got processed last week-... Is that what they call it?"[/color] he pointed at his collar [color=fff200]"This spiky thing? The government people just put this on and then I found a home but I don't actually know what to do now... I guess?..."[/color]. This whole situation was freaking him out and not just the sanctuary but the knife totting goth girl who he somehow pissed off. Isaac seemed like he was about to break down crying or away in fear.