Isabela can navigate her way from the Waking Sea to the Colean Sea with her eyes closed. She can brazen her way through the strait between Rivain and Llomerynn without breaking a sweat. She can make port in Antiva City and only pay the actual port charges and not the ones extorted by ambitious entrepreneurs.
She watched Hawke toss back another glass of the Hanged Man's swill and lean in to tell Varric a joke that made the dwarf nearly tip his chair over backwards when he guffawed.
She could navigate the world, but love? Love was uncharted territory.