Izzy wets his lips and wonders briefly if he's hand his hand on her head for too long. Is it weird? He isn't sure. To be safe, he leaves it another beat and then draws back with a sigh, pulling himself up a bit straighter without jostling her head on his shoulder. Like he's got some great master plan.

He does not.

"I suppose we just...continue on as we have. Maybe I...back off a bit. Interpersonally."