The other two, naturally, had been watching and are both very much aware of the awkwardness hanging in the air. Well. Viatorus is a little surprised by Harrowheart's wilted response. Somehow he doesn't quite understand why his friend is so bothered by Isidor's characteristically sharp retort. Maybe he just hasn't been around her long enough.

Runa, on the other hand, receives Harrowheart's silent 'mayday' loud and clear. She steps towards Isidor, almost between her and Harrowheart, steering her attention elsewhere as she points. "Isidor, I know you don't seem to like heights, but could we go on the ferris wheel? Only if you're happy to, of course, but I would love to see the whole fair from a birds eye view."

Steered by the Swede, Isidor looks at the ride poking up from the horizon. The thoughts of going up high somewhere make her hesitate and thoroughly distracts her. "I don't see why not..."

"Maybe we should get food first," Runa says thoughtfully then, casting her eye around the stalls.