Isaac goes silent, obviously having actually listened and considering that and what it means. Shoving his hands in his pockets, he makes a small sound. "So... Guess you're at the figuring out part. Huh."

He went quite again, thinking about it. "You won't find out unless you go out meeting people. I mean to find what you like. And you're not expendable," he said, standing in the doorway. "No one thinks that."