Izzy nods, noting the name that she didn't have before. Derek is definitely a guy with a lot of...weight on him, and not of the physical variety. It'd take an idiot not to be able to see that he has a lot going on. Izzy's been struggling with her own stuff, so she can't be particularly offended by the terse reaction. She doesn't know him, after all. "Looks like we're both relatively new around here, then, Derek." Izzy surmises, understanding the surliness.
She had been right, initially, with her thought that he was like Alec. It was in part because of that, and in part because it took much more than a sour mood, that Izzy doesn't choose to write him off just yet. Emotions, memories, and the war within her own head over what to believe and what not to is difficult for her. He's not much further in than her, so she can only assume that he's experiencing very much the same.
Shaking his hand, firmly, Izzy releases it after a moment already having made a decision to give him some of the space that he quite obviously needs. Maybe she'll check in on him later? "Thanks." Izzy, gently, places her hand on Derek's arm in the lightest touch. "Good luck with the rest of your day. I hope it gets better from here." And she means her words too. He doesn't seem like a bad guy, Alec definitely never was, but some people are more prone to these sorts of moods and if anybody knows that...it's Izzy because she's related to someone that fits into that category.
"I'll see you around, I'm sure." After all, where the hell else are they going to go? Izzy rises from her seat, graceful despite her frumpy shoes and jumpsuit, and moves on. Derek made for one person other than Steve that she'd met and talked to now, but she's got more to go ifs he's going to figure things out and find a niche here.
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She had been right, initially, with her thought that he was like Alec. It was in part because of that, and in part because it took much more than a sour mood, that Izzy doesn't choose to write him off just yet. Emotions, memories, and the war within her own head over what to believe and what not to is difficult for her. He's not much further in than her, so she can only assume that he's experiencing very much the same.
Shaking his hand, firmly, Izzy releases it after a moment already having made a decision to give him some of the space that he quite obviously needs. Maybe she'll check in on him later? "Thanks." Izzy, gently, places her hand on Derek's arm in the lightest touch. "Good luck with the rest of your day. I hope it gets better from here." And she means her words too. He doesn't seem like a bad guy, Alec definitely never was, but some people are more prone to these sorts of moods and if anybody knows that...it's Izzy because she's related to someone that fits into that category.
"I'll see you around, I'm sure." After all, where the hell else are they going to go? Izzy rises from her seat, graceful despite her frumpy shoes and jumpsuit, and moves on. Derek made for one person other than Steve that she'd met and talked to now, but she's got more to go ifs he's going to figure things out and find a niche here.