we're always running scared but holding knives
"It really is," Isla agrees, with all the sudden realisation as if she's finally starting to appreciate how much of it she's been missing. But then again, without anyone to enjoy it with, what's the point? Pushing those thoughts away to gaze back at Remi, the Remedy wiggles her fingers a little and turns her hands over, palms up. "I've been trying, but no," she says with a softly furrowed brow. "It is just the shift into an animal. There are no other Attuned aspects." Hence her silence in response to his mental question.
Tilting her head in a silent approximation of an oh? - because she knows he lives in the Cordillera from rumour if nothing more - Isla gestures to the white sand beach and the leafy foliage that sprawls over bone and rock alike. "Are you saying that this is not beautiful but very deadly?" Alright, it hasn't tried to kill them yet, but she puts that down to Remi's presence.
Preferring not to comment on the things she's allowed to get the better of her, Isla nudges Remi's wing back with a gentle push from her shoulder, only to wrinkle her nose at the mention of King's End. "The House of Midnight," she supplies for the brothel's name. "And it might not be a long story, but it's a difficult one." Still, she does her best to succinctly explain.
"After the war, Sunjata and I stuck by each other. Whatever you think of him, he's a very close friend of mine even now." Two years of supporting each other will forge that sort of bond. "But I let myself get too... involved, maybe. I caught feelings, and Sunjata didn't. He's also seeing where things go with Hotaru, and so I didn't want to risk ending up feeling bitter about it. Leaving has let me put some distance between myself and everything." And it was already starting to feel better, even without this sudden, incredible turn of events.
Tilting her head in a silent approximation of an oh? - because she knows he lives in the Cordillera from rumour if nothing more - Isla gestures to the white sand beach and the leafy foliage that sprawls over bone and rock alike. "Are you saying that this is not beautiful but very deadly?" Alright, it hasn't tried to kill them yet, but she puts that down to Remi's presence.
Preferring not to comment on the things she's allowed to get the better of her, Isla nudges Remi's wing back with a gentle push from her shoulder, only to wrinkle her nose at the mention of King's End. "The House of Midnight," she supplies for the brothel's name. "And it might not be a long story, but it's a difficult one." Still, she does her best to succinctly explain.
"After the war, Sunjata and I stuck by each other. Whatever you think of him, he's a very close friend of mine even now." Two years of supporting each other will forge that sort of bond. "But I let myself get too... involved, maybe. I caught feelings, and Sunjata didn't. He's also seeing where things go with Hotaru, and so I didn't want to risk ending up feeling bitter about it. Leaving has let me put some distance between myself and everything." And it was already starting to feel better, even without this sudden, incredible turn of events.
Isla
