Isla
Being careful of her footsteps to ensure that the bridge remained as steady as possible, Isla doesn't look over her shoulder to Noah in case that also upsets the balance, instead relying on his words and his tone of voice to continue the conversation. "Do you think?" she laughs softly. "I suppose that's one of the funny things about people coming from different places, huh."
Smiling to herself, she doesn't expect the question about Ancients, but is nonetheless happy to answer. "My understanding is that the cold makes us very slow and tired," she tells him openly. "If we're left out in it for too long after that, we'll start to turn to stone. If we're bathed in fire then we'll thaw out, but I imagine we're easy to mistake for statues like that. Who would know?"
Smiling to herself, she doesn't expect the question about Ancients, but is nonetheless happy to answer. "My understanding is that the cold makes us very slow and tired," she tells him openly. "If we're left out in it for too long after that, we'll start to turn to stone. If we're bathed in fire then we'll thaw out, but I imagine we're easy to mistake for statues like that. Who would know?"
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
