
Issyko's brain-frozen attention was caught by something just as she was about to respond to Vorian. A quiet, distant sound coming from the outside--it took a moment of her straining her ears to identify the screeching of car tires. Her eyes widened a little, and she quick looked out the window to see a car driving erratically and knocking over street signs before veering straight towards the little ice cream shop they were sitting in. The shy expression on her face dropped.

Issyko leapt up, ice cream forgotten and her spoon clattering on the table, and ran outside as fast as she could. Within moments she'd placed herself between the shop window and the quickly approaching car and threw her hands out in front of her. Her hands slammed against the hood of the car, her fingertips denting the surface as she stopped the screeching car in its tracks. Breathing hard but unscathed, she straightened up and squinted against the light reflecting off the windshield she couldn't see through.