Isla
Nodding softly and dropping her eyes to her glass of wine, Isla suddenly isn't all that hungry any more, and she's not sure what to make of his offer. On the one hand, the status quo is so comfortable after the turbulence of all that has come before it, that it's difficult to want to say no. On the other hand, though...
"I meant somewhere else in general," she admits quietly, as if saying it out loud makes it too real to take back. (Because what if she does want to take it back?) Raking her fingers back through her fair hair, Isla finds a smile for him. "I don't know how good it would be for me to stay here, Jata," she admits. "Especially if you're trying to move forward." With Hotaru goes unsaid.
"This was always your quest. I just came along for the ride for a bit."
"I meant somewhere else in general," she admits quietly, as if saying it out loud makes it too real to take back. (Because what if she does want to take it back?) Raking her fingers back through her fair hair, Isla finds a smile for him. "I don't know how good it would be for me to stay here, Jata," she admits. "Especially if you're trying to move forward." With Hotaru goes unsaid.
"This was always your quest. I just came along for the ride for a bit."
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
