Isla
Isla's expression falls to hear the beginning of Darkeye's words, even as the nurses get him sitting down and pull the blanket around his shoulders. "That is a shame," she murmurs about the relic - and that is putting it lightly. If things weren't grave before...
"He gave you false hope?" she repeats regarding Sunjata, raising her eyebrows. "What do you mean?" As she speaks, Isla is making a cup of hot, sweet tea for Darkeye, offering out the cup to him when it is ready.
"I'm sorry things didn't go to plan. Are you sure about staying out of the sanctuary, though? You have always wanted peace," she says gently. "Regardless of who made the village, it will still be safe there for everyone."
"He gave you false hope?" she repeats regarding Sunjata, raising her eyebrows. "What do you mean?" As she speaks, Isla is making a cup of hot, sweet tea for Darkeye, offering out the cup to him when it is ready.
"I'm sorry things didn't go to plan. Are you sure about staying out of the sanctuary, though? You have always wanted peace," she says gently. "Regardless of who made the village, it will still be safe there for everyone."
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
