we're always running scared but holding knives
"Don't worry, she already knows." Isla has been in the process of opening the door of the examination room when she catches this little snippet from Ronin, and though she casts a suspicious eye at the kit she'd sent him off with the day before, it can wait. Offering a sunny smile to Remi - and honestly, she's barely been able to contain herself since yesterday, wondering how this stretch of freedom has treated him - she steps aside so he can enter the room.
"Good morning," she murmurs. "If you can take a seat on the bed, I just need to do the usual, and then you can get on with your day." Which might be akin to their usual conversation, true, except this time Remi actually has a day to get on with.
"Good morning," she murmurs. "If you can take a seat on the bed, I just need to do the usual, and then you can get on with your day." Which might be akin to their usual conversation, true, except this time Remi actually has a day to get on with.
Isla
