Isabella decides that they're probably going to Nunavut. She doesn't worry about them.
(She thinks about them, sometimes. That feeling clinging to the back of her neck doesn't go away.)
Isabella's spell-writing process appears to involve a lot of notes, half in English and half in witch-symbols, half on paper and half on random surfaces around her room.
It is fascinating, and also adorable.
Her excitement appears contagious - at least to Path, who keeps fluttering from perch to perch around the room. Petaal's terrier form is big enough to count as a perch.
Shortly after Path flutters away again, Petaal becomes a tiny, brightly coloured dragon and chases after him to give him kisses.
Path laughs. Isabella is momentarily distracted by cuteness, and then goes back to writing a grid of miscellaneous symbols on her wall in pencil and then circling half of them.
Kas hugs himself and awwwws and watches Isabella write.
"This could take a while," Isabella says. She frowns at her grid, erases a circle, draws two more, erases two others, and then picks up a notebook and starts muttering to herself about herbs.
"Okay," says Kas. "Will your teacher mind if I stick around for a while again?"
"Doubt it. Attic's right where you left it, probably slightly dustier. Nice choice of cloud-pine spray, by the way. The first one I cut had a balance issue and I had to go back for another inside of a year. Although maybe you crashed enough to ruin your first and this is your second?"
"I'm really good at it now, though!" says Petaal.
Isabella laughs. Pathalan lets himself be caught and gives Petaal an affectionate peck/nuzzle sort of gesture.
Petaal nuzzles Path right back, then lands on Kas's shoulder and turns into a king cobra.
Isabella's not really paying attention to any of this. She's drawing shapes on the wall and then smaller versions of them in her notebook and writing T-charts of pros and cons underneath the junior versions.
Isabella looks around. "That's... not the hallway."
"That is not the hallway," Kas agrees. "That is a bar. Wanna go check it out?"
"Why in the name of any and every goddess is there a bar in Metis's house?"
"I have no idea!" says Kas. "But I wanna find out!"
Isabella slowly gets up and walks towards the door.
"What if it disappears after we go in and then it's not connected to the house anymore?" Pause. "Well, I guess then it spits us out wherever else it goes... and we have a flight that could last a while. No big deal. Okay."
And she grabs her cloud-pine from where it lies on the floor by her sleeping mat, and steps forward with Kas into the bar.