Isla
The delight on Hotaru's face is contagious, and given that Isla has barely been holding back her own happiness, she lets it infect her features accordingly. "Thank you," she says, and she means it. "As you can imagine was the case for all the Ascended, the end of the war wasn't kind to us. When I say I lost everything, it isn't hyperbole. So to have something to look forward to..." She shakes her head; it's invaluable, and she doubts she needs to say that aloud.
Ah, but their toast. Raising her cup and reaching across the table to meet Hotaru halfway, Isla clinks the porcelain together with a satisfying chime. "And to rekindled friendships," she adds, especially now that things are becoming a little more clear between the two women.
Sipping at her tea (being an Ancient means not having to wait for it to cool), she smiles over her cup at the other woman. "You're telling me," she chirps. "I said I was happy for the two of you back at the House of Midnight, and I meant it even then. Friendship or otherwise, life is far too short not to enjoy it."
Alas, it's also why she had to leave, and though the Ancient isn't renowned for being touchy-feely, she appreciates the contact nevertheless. "I think it was a perfect storm, honestly. It's good to hear that he's doing well, though. I wouldn't want anything less for him." And it's with that sentiment that - as Hotaru may have already predicted - Isla makes a mental note to reaffirm the state of her friendship with the Flood.
"I think it would have been more difficult if not for recent days," she confesses freely. "But it's amazing how you can start to heal, given time and space and good company. I actually have your daughter to thank for some of that as well - she's an incredible young woman."
Ah, but their toast. Raising her cup and reaching across the table to meet Hotaru halfway, Isla clinks the porcelain together with a satisfying chime. "And to rekindled friendships," she adds, especially now that things are becoming a little more clear between the two women.
Sipping at her tea (being an Ancient means not having to wait for it to cool), she smiles over her cup at the other woman. "You're telling me," she chirps. "I said I was happy for the two of you back at the House of Midnight, and I meant it even then. Friendship or otherwise, life is far too short not to enjoy it."
Alas, it's also why she had to leave, and though the Ancient isn't renowned for being touchy-feely, she appreciates the contact nevertheless. "I think it was a perfect storm, honestly. It's good to hear that he's doing well, though. I wouldn't want anything less for him." And it's with that sentiment that - as Hotaru may have already predicted - Isla makes a mental note to reaffirm the state of her friendship with the Flood.
"I think it would have been more difficult if not for recent days," she confesses freely. "But it's amazing how you can start to heal, given time and space and good company. I actually have your daughter to thank for some of that as well - she's an incredible young woman."
I'll take a bruise, I know you're worth it
When you hit me, hit me hard
When you hit me, hit me hard
