Despite his history, Isidor had become used to Felix being Jim's shadow as the storm raged. Seeing him near the captain again didn't raise a single suspicion. The flash of magic, however, sets her on her feet so fast her chair falls over.

Stress and hunger have taken their toll on her, and even with her instinctive reactions there's a clumsiness to her motions. Her eyes flit from Felix to Jim to the atronach... When she was at full strength she could take down the bone monstrosity Felix created, but now even that thing gives her pause. She can't just abandon Jim, though...

Isidor's gaze moves from the unconscious captain to Felix and she steps forward, following at a careful distance, keeping in time with the mage. Her right arm hangs stiffly, not quite casting, but the heated air around her hand wobbles and hisses against the cold.

"You bring him back," she commands quietly. "You let him tell me that."