we're always running scared but holding knives
"I certainly hope so," Isla chimes as she heads into the room, only to raise her eyebrows at all of the candles. "Well that's certainly... festive," she murmurs, thinking absolutely nothing of blowing out the majority of them. (Not those near the door though, Isla might consider herself close to her favourite experiment, but they've all determined that trust is a rare commodity these days).
"I had arranged for fairy lights," she says with a roll of her eyes, before offering Remi a smile that suggests he might actually have Christmas presents. (Spoiler alert: he really does). "Ronin has decided to give you the gift of consciousness for Christmas," she tells him, and although she sounds casual about it, this is clearly a loaded statement.
"He explained everything. About the siren, the dock workers, the reason you were unchained. He says that you saved him." She raises her eyebrows; not disbelieving, exactly, but trying to gauge Remi's reaction.
"I had arranged for fairy lights," she says with a roll of her eyes, before offering Remi a smile that suggests he might actually have Christmas presents. (Spoiler alert: he really does). "Ronin has decided to give you the gift of consciousness for Christmas," she tells him, and although she sounds casual about it, this is clearly a loaded statement.
"He explained everything. About the siren, the dock workers, the reason you were unchained. He says that you saved him." She raises her eyebrows; not disbelieving, exactly, but trying to gauge Remi's reaction.
Isla
