your touch is atomic

ISLA There's no forgiveness in Isla for Remi Taliesin at this moment in time, even for something as comparatively innocuous as this, and so she merely hums out a non-committal response. Already she's glancing back towards where she came from, but of course given how good at hunting tigers are, there's precious little evidence of the route she'd taken. Of all the things she expects to hear in response to her unintended line-crossing, it's not for Remi to continue as if they really are still friends, and so (probably wisely) Isla opts to ignore his comment. "The raccoon wouldn't have deserved it though, if it hadn't been you," she murmurs, resisting the urge to rake her fingers through her hair for fear of streaking blood through it. "I'm leaving King's End, that's all. So I just meant if you needed to come back here, you don't have to feel any sort of way about it."