Azrael
Azrael has always liked Isla – and despite this small blunder, nothing about the other Overseer seems to suggest that she’s disappointed in them. It’s relieving in ways they don’t know why, but they settle easily and watch with bright eyes as Isla darts about the room, grabbing the things she needs to give them an exam. “I didn’t even clean up my tools or anything I just ran here.” They admit with a small sheepish smile.
She explains everything and Azrael nods even as the conversation seems to grow a bit more intense, worry flickering in their gaze momentarily. “I don’t mind. That sounds really helpful actually!” There’s a bit of excitement that overcomes them with it, but they calm themself down enough for Isla to flash the light and see the sensors within – the way they freak out about the broken arm, the places where it is broken, and quite possibly how long it might take them to heal.
Relief only spreads when Isla offers her own blunder, and the silver flush to their cheeks calms down a fraction with it. “Was it after you Ascended?” They ask curiously, sitting nice and easily for Isla to check them up and set their arm.
She explains everything and Azrael nods even as the conversation seems to grow a bit more intense, worry flickering in their gaze momentarily. “I don’t mind. That sounds really helpful actually!” There’s a bit of excitement that overcomes them with it, but they calm themself down enough for Isla to flash the light and see the sensors within – the way they freak out about the broken arm, the places where it is broken, and quite possibly how long it might take them to heal.
Relief only spreads when Isla offers her own blunder, and the silver flush to their cheeks calms down a fraction with it. “Was it after you Ascended?” They ask curiously, sitting nice and easily for Isla to check them up and set their arm.
lay you down, there's nothing to be scared of
all your fears are in the breeze
all your fears are in the breeze
