ISLA
Falling quiet to listen and drawing one of her feet up to rest on the bench (also perhaps rudely) so she can tilt her chin against it, Isla feels peculiarly bittersweet about Remi's admission. She both understands it and hates it at the same time, and she's already buying at least three gifts for Ronin for being selfless in a way she genuinely can't wrap her mind around. "Your husband is an incredible man," she says eventually, smirking across at him. "Don't you ever forget that, Remi Taliesin. And tell him thank you from me, please?"
It's a strange and unexpected question, about the transition from Ascended to Ancient, and Isla finds her tongue momentarily tied by it. "I... I think I was starting to regret it," she admits softly. "After everything with Sunjata... it's a lot easier to travel when you can't feel hunger or fatigue or pain, you know?" And being of no fixed abode is a lot harder on a body that can feel it, Isla knows that for nothing.
"But overall? I don't think I realised how much I was missing. Rediscovering everything has been incredible."
It's a strange and unexpected question, about the transition from Ascended to Ancient, and Isla finds her tongue momentarily tied by it. "I... I think I was starting to regret it," she admits softly. "After everything with Sunjata... it's a lot easier to travel when you can't feel hunger or fatigue or pain, you know?" And being of no fixed abode is a lot harder on a body that can feel it, Isla knows that for nothing.
"But overall? I don't think I realised how much I was missing. Rediscovering everything has been incredible."
she's a runner
rebel, and a stunner
rebel, and a stunner
