we're always running scared but holding knives
Apologies stay fixed beneath Isla's tongue as she catches the wince and flinch in response to her touch, and although she says nothing, her hands press a little more firmly against Remi's skin, if no less gently, as if to reassure that she's not reaching out to him with pain in mind. She releases a shiver of breath to hear him say the thing they've both been dancing around for more than just the past few days, Isla watching his lips form the words and wondering why she hasn't spent more time studying them more closely.
Her head tilts gently into Remi's touch, and though he doesn't currently possess the ability to hear her pulse quicken, they're pressed close enough against one another for him to feel it in his chest. She tries to find words to respond only for the wendigo to effectively steal them away, and herein lays the proof that Remi does not have to physically do anything to sweep Isla off her feet.
With eyes half closed as if that might better let her feel his lips against her skin, the doctor finally finds herself again as she tries to guide him to look back up at her. "And what about what you deserve?" she asks, a touch playfully. "Because I would not use the serum's expiration date as an excuse to do nothing, either. And four hours is a long time in the right hands."
Her head tilts gently into Remi's touch, and though he doesn't currently possess the ability to hear her pulse quicken, they're pressed close enough against one another for him to feel it in his chest. She tries to find words to respond only for the wendigo to effectively steal them away, and herein lays the proof that Remi does not have to physically do anything to sweep Isla off her feet.
With eyes half closed as if that might better let her feel his lips against her skin, the doctor finally finds herself again as she tries to guide him to look back up at her. "And what about what you deserve?" she asks, a touch playfully. "Because I would not use the serum's expiration date as an excuse to do nothing, either. And four hours is a long time in the right hands."
Isla
