Isabel fumes as a new arrival, a pudgy girl with a cellphone, walks right into her. She's about to shout, Watch where you're going, you blimp! but decides against it. Before she says anything to the girl, she should at least get a first impression, size her up.
Pardon the pun.
The new girl, shorter than Isabel, with a shocked expression on her face, didn't look imposing. She kept apologizing--that was no good. It meant she had no confidence, not a good quality in an ally.
But there was something about her, something that might have just been Isabel's critical perception: the girl had this pathetic, stepped-on quality that might make people feel sympathy for her. She probably got made fun of in the outside world, but most mutants couldn't afford to hurt each other, as their number was so few and the human vermin were already hostile enough. It wouldn't do to make this girl a sadism-outlet, so Isabel just filed her into the 'neutral' section of her mind and would decide what to really think of her later.
"Ah, it's alright," she tells the girl, trying to seem amiable. "Welcome to the meeting. You haven't missed much--wait, actually, you kind of have, but it's probably better off that way."
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