Isla
"Okay," she says softly, not needing to understand the specifics to know what he means. It isn't like Isla will get cold out here, and the booze will keep Jata warm for the foreseeable future, she thinks. Falling silent - because she said she would after their initial bout of conversation - the medic lets the Flood take the lead on talking, if and when he wants to. And when he does speak, she glances across at him.
"I think if this was the war, we wouldn't have time to do things like this," she confesses, touching a hand to his bicep over his wrinkled shirt. "You didn't give him a one-way ticket. Nate's a force all by himself. I don't know what reason he'd have had to stay and fight until..." yeah, that, "but he would have chosen it. You didn't let him down."
Giving his arm a gentle squeeze, Isla nods her agreement. "Together." Maybe they stand a chance, as a peaceful leader and a demigod of Frey. Or maybe Stormbreak will gobble them up like it did to Nate.
Hearing that the Voice could explode Nate's body is... it's not something she's heard, put it that way, and her eyes are wide as she sits up enough to look at Sunjata properly. "No," she says, and it's a knee-jerk reaction and she knows it. "I mean... I... no, Jata. Not at this point, anyway. I think that could only be an option if they were..."
She doesn't want to say it, not with him already so low, and so instead she gives him a small smile instead. "We will bring him home, Jata."
"I think if this was the war, we wouldn't have time to do things like this," she confesses, touching a hand to his bicep over his wrinkled shirt. "You didn't give him a one-way ticket. Nate's a force all by himself. I don't know what reason he'd have had to stay and fight until..." yeah, that, "but he would have chosen it. You didn't let him down."
Giving his arm a gentle squeeze, Isla nods her agreement. "Together." Maybe they stand a chance, as a peaceful leader and a demigod of Frey. Or maybe Stormbreak will gobble them up like it did to Nate.
Hearing that the Voice could explode Nate's body is... it's not something she's heard, put it that way, and her eyes are wide as she sits up enough to look at Sunjata properly. "No," she says, and it's a knee-jerk reaction and she knows it. "I mean... I... no, Jata. Not at this point, anyway. I think that could only be an option if they were..."
She doesn't want to say it, not with him already so low, and so instead she gives him a small smile instead. "We will bring him home, Jata."
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
