we're always running scared but holding knives
As if to prove him wrong, Isla does not respond to that little quip, though if expressions count, the smile she's failing to hide definitely gives her away. While he moves about the room, she packs everything up and onto the gurney so she can simply wheel it all out when they're finished doing... whatever they're not doing in here.
"Mm, that's true," she agrees about Ronin, casting a glance over her shoulder at him and tilting her head. "Maybe I can arrange for you to have matching jackets? You are hunting partners, that sort of thing is quite common, isn't it?" Ah, levity. Let's not think about the next time Remi will ever go out hunting with anyone, shall we?
Once he's starchily dressed, Isla holds her hand out for the muzzle. "We both know you can take that off with your hands free, and you're only going to be able to bite yourself while you're in here sleeping," she says.
"Mm, that's true," she agrees about Ronin, casting a glance over her shoulder at him and tilting her head. "Maybe I can arrange for you to have matching jackets? You are hunting partners, that sort of thing is quite common, isn't it?" Ah, levity. Let's not think about the next time Remi will ever go out hunting with anyone, shall we?
Once he's starchily dressed, Isla holds her hand out for the muzzle. "We both know you can take that off with your hands free, and you're only going to be able to bite yourself while you're in here sleeping," she says.
Isla
