[not even going to dignify Izzy with a glance, though her fingers curl into fists. offering to wait outside is at least a compromise of her desire to instead just head back to the ferry and be done with it.]

Right, lookout. Sounds like it's going to be overly crowded, I'd just be in the way. And if the temple starts collapsing in on you, just toss me the thing.

[see, being antisocial is a valid strategy. a small glance at Jenny, concerned.]

What happened to you...?