call and i'll rush out

Isla

Rising back to her feet and wiping the specks of blood on her hands off on her skirts, Isla settles back in beside Remi as if she'd never even needed the detour, slipping her arm through his own to lean against him companionably. "Mm... they are serviceable?" she considers, tilting her head up to look at him with warm amusement. "I would probably compare it to having a snack compared to having a full meal."

Kicking a pebble as they stroll along, Isla is truly soaking up the sun out here, her face turned happily up to the light. "I find if I eat something like a deer, it staves off the feeling for a lot longer than that iguana, or the blink hare from before. I feel as though there are even better things out there, but I don't know if I want to go down that road."

sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything