While she rubs the sensitiveness out of her sides and catches her breath, Isidor is all smiles. Until she spots Harrowheart's serious expression and follows it to the source. Their expressions are exactly as one would expect: Runa has a knowing smile on her lips, though she tries to give the two of them some privacy rather than staring, and Viatorus, as Viatorus often does, looks mildly concerned and more than a little confused. When the ride slows to a stop for them to get out, he drops behind Runa to ask Isidor quietly, "You're not going to fight, are you?"

"No one's going to fight, V," she answers with a sigh. With a hand on his shoulder, she lightly shoves him onwards to Runa again. "Relax and enjoy yourself."

Runa is already dancing towards another ride, the kind that makes Viatorus frown, but he's very clearly trying not to show his nerves. The ride is tall, with 'Evolution' plastered along the top of the pendulum. It looks like it swings, and spins. Fast.

Upon seeing where they're headed, Isidor smirks at Harrowheart. "How good are you at holding your lunch?"