cut our teeth and make our bones right here

we're always running scared but holding knives

Returning to her original place in the chair before Remi, Isla can't help but laugh softly to hear how he'd spent his freedom that afternoon (because she isn't to know any better, obviously). "Well, that explains why you were almost late," she says. "I wasn't concerned, especially given that you were with Ronin, but you ought to have seen Heimerdinger having kittens over it." She's sad, of course, because of the treatment it meant Remi would have had to endure when he did get back, but the fact that he'd been able to nap at all is a positive sign, she feels.

Wincing at his next question, Isla can only offer an apologetic nod. "One more, tomorrow morning," she says. "But none after that - she couldn't justify it to the panel. And we can go out straight after if you like, to take your mind off it?" Unbeknownst to Isla, perhaps Remi will be having a double date tomorrow. Providing Ronin can get hunting arranged for the evening, of course.

Isla