Isla
"A good strange, I hope," Isla says with a smile over her shoulder for him. "I know it was for me, anyway." Granted, she'd gone from not having the urge at all to suddenly feeling hunger and exhaustion and everything else, so it was a little more intense than what Sunjata means. Either way, though, it's been a learning curve she's recently mastered (mostly), so she can relate.
Reminding herself not to lurk over the cooks' shoulders while they cook their lunch, Isla steps back with Sunjata and is in the middle of hiding a sneaky yawn behind her hand when he speaks up. "I do not," she objects (despite it being true), swatting at his elbow and managing a small smile. "It's been a while since I had to feel the consequences of working late," she admits. "You're probably right - if I'm too tired I might make mistakes, and no one wants that."
Reminding herself not to lurk over the cooks' shoulders while they cook their lunch, Isla steps back with Sunjata and is in the middle of hiding a sneaky yawn behind her hand when he speaks up. "I do not," she objects (despite it being true), swatting at his elbow and managing a small smile. "It's been a while since I had to feel the consequences of working late," she admits. "You're probably right - if I'm too tired I might make mistakes, and no one wants that."
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
