Room 406, afternoon

Cuddled up under a blanket, Isabel was alternating between doing her reading for tomorrow's Villian's class and thinking over the last two days. Between talking to Anders and the trip into Special Collections with Dawn, the day had passed quickly. And the evening's trip to Caritas had been informative as well. She understood Rose's unwillingness to tell her too much, but that didn't mean she wouldn't ask more questions at another time.

The door was open.

[OOC: Post is primarily for mparkerceo. Ping me on IM if you want to send someone by. RL is sort of kicking my ass at the moment.]