Isla
"Yes, I suppose you're right about that," Isla says softly, sounding pleasantly surprised by the realisation. "I was hoping just to go to visit a friend before moving on, but maybe I'll put down roots there. Who knows?" Climate-wise, Torchline is probably the most friendly towards Ancients after the Climb, it's true. And a lot more sociable besides.
Reaching the other side of the bridge before Noah, Isla turns once she's back on solid ground and offers the Sentinel a bright smile. "I used to quite enjoy it," she says of the snow. "Though as a doctor, you can probably imagine that there are quite a few more injuries and illnesses to deal with - for those who only experience it one season out of the year, anyway."
Turning to peer at the pathways spanning off into the jungle, Isla spots one she hasn't been down - the slope of the earth and the slight thinning of the trees makes her hopeful it will lead to the coast. "I suppose this is where we part ways, then? I hope you get everything you need for your quest."
Reaching the other side of the bridge before Noah, Isla turns once she's back on solid ground and offers the Sentinel a bright smile. "I used to quite enjoy it," she says of the snow. "Though as a doctor, you can probably imagine that there are quite a few more injuries and illnesses to deal with - for those who only experience it one season out of the year, anyway."
Turning to peer at the pathways spanning off into the jungle, Isla spots one she hasn't been down - the slope of the earth and the slight thinning of the trees makes her hopeful it will lead to the coast. "I suppose this is where we part ways, then? I hope you get everything you need for your quest."
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
