for every sin and god fall

Isla

Already laughing out a secondary apology and putting back the vial, Isla is turning to put away the file in a place where it can't yeet itself down the back of the counter when Sunjata speaks again. Glancing over her shoulder as if to ask whether he's serious, it's a doubletake before she realises the clinic is actually empty right now, apart from the two of them. "Lunch sounds great," she admits with a grateful smile, shrugging out of her labcoat (and how weird it is to be wearing one of those again) and hanging it on a hook nearby.

"What did you want to get?" she asks, standing up a small sign to say she'll be back in 30mins before sidling out from behind the counter, gesturing for Sunjata to lead the way. "I'm surprised you're the one remembering to eat, honestly. Colour me impressed."

sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything