“You might not want both answered.”
“Oh,” Emma said. “Yeah, I suppose not.”
Emma thought, and decided Izzy was right. She might not actually want to know the answer to every possible variation of what she seemed to be asking Izzy.
She thought, and Izzy waited, watching her while she did.
“So which question is it?” Izzy said, after a moment. “What is it you want to know?”