What is she waiting for? An attack. Some answers. To see a familiar face, maybe. She's waiting to see or hear or experience something that makes sense, but that's not happening yet. Instead, there's a girl standing in front of her, looking annoyingly dry compared to Isabelle, being provoking.

Isabelle can withstand provocations just fine. But for all she knows, this woman is the reason she's here, and that calls for some action.

She doesn't have her whip, but she doesn't necessarily need it, either. Fists don't work well against a demon, but from what she can tell, this woman isn't a demon. She appears to be rather mundane, though Isabelle knows looks can be deceiving. Either way — Isabelle launches without further ado, throwing her full self into the attack, aiming for a quick, hard punch to the face.