Hawke isn't foolish enough to believe Isabela will stay inside. Magic or no, she's out in the thick of things, probably not even fighting. No, if she knows Isabela, she'll be looking for something fun to do. Something devious. It's a bit of a disappointment, especially after what Hawke has so recently gone through. A pirate will always be a pirate, but this isn't the time to be looting. It's the time to help.

She skirts around one of the districts and nearly collides with two men trying to kill another one of those creatures. With a whip of her hand, she sends it crashing backwards into the ground. One of the men turns to her with wide eyes. "A biotic?" he asks, the question going unheard. His companion riddles the creature full of holes and the both of them are off again, leaving her alone.

Or...not so alone.

Turning her head, she spots a flash of white and blue and follows it. "Isabela?"