ISLA
No, I really don't, Isla wants to reply, almost feeling the words pressing against the back of her teeth. She's always been someone's sometimes, but not always (hey there, Remi), someone's for now, because I need to feel good. The one time she wasn't, he got himself incinerated up by a Sparkbird. Nabbing a piece of sushi with chopsticks and eating it so she doesn't have to respond right away, at least it tastes divine good, so there's that.
"Well when you put it so poetically, you're right, it does sound like a bit of a shit situation," she agrees, and although the compliment is flattering, Isla smirks and shakes her head. "There are too many people in Torchline," she mutters. "I don't know if I am ready for that." Because as fresh a perspective as Flora has, there's still a lot she doesn't know, and the Remedy is a long way from alright even without Sunjata-gate.
"Well when you put it so poetically, you're right, it does sound like a bit of a shit situation," she agrees, and although the compliment is flattering, Isla smirks and shakes her head. "There are too many people in Torchline," she mutters. "I don't know if I am ready for that." Because as fresh a perspective as Flora has, there's still a lot she doesn't know, and the Remedy is a long way from alright even without Sunjata-gate.
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
