[You does not hide her emotions well. She's a passionate girl who feels deeply, which is why her current trauma has perhaps hit her so hard, and she wears it all on her sleeve. So the conflict on her face is very obvious, were Isabela to look.
She likes Isabela a great deal. She's cool, and confident, and mature, and she's living the life that You has dreamed of, and she's always been fun to talk to in a daring, sometimes scandalous way. She wants to keep liking her; she wants to trust her.
But on the other hand, the memory of her trauma is fresh. The thought of being at someone's mercy, the abject terror of being held at gun point, the fear of actual death. And she knows that this charming woman has made people feel like that before, or at least strongly assumes it.
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She likes Isabela a great deal. She's cool, and confident, and mature, and she's living the life that You has dreamed of, and she's always been fun to talk to in a daring, sometimes scandalous way. She wants to keep liking her; she wants to trust her.
But on the other hand, the memory of her trauma is fresh. The thought of being at someone's mercy, the abject terror of being held at gun point, the fear of actual death. And she knows that this charming woman has made people feel like that before, or at least strongly assumes it.
She's quiet for a while.
Then she nods.] ...okay. I believe you.
[And she does. Or at least, she's trying.]