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Isla take your medicine "I hope there won't, either. I remember life behind the barrier, though I wasn't trapped for nearly as long as you were. Hopefully we'll come out of this free, if nothing else." Is dead the same as free? Isla doesn't really want to think about it too much. "But yes, I can imagine The Climb would be a definite step down from here, don't you?" She smiles; lava and heat and fire aren't really their thing, after all. Continuing with her tincture and starting to divide it out into doses, the medic nibbles on her lower lip as she imagines what they might do with the Spire. "Well, she says slowly, "the portal is already beneath it, and now we have a solid ground floor and a place to operate the Spire cannon... I thought we could use it as a sort of fortress, if we needed to. A bastion of defence, with room enough for all the Ascended."