we're always running scared but holding knives
"No, this has been... well. This is the culmination of what it's all been for," Isla says with a breathless sort of laugh, the doctor tucking a stray lock of hair back behind her ears. "Even if it's only ten minutes at a time, the fact that it worked is... yeah. I have more than enough to work with, thank you." With a warm smile, she resists the urge to touch a hand to his arm or anything overtly familiar - and if Remi begins to become human at regular intervals, won't that be a fun ethical conversation with Grimm? - and instead rises to her feet.
"I've got something prepared already," she assures him about being hungry, bringing the IV over and - providing there are no unexpected surprises - inserting it into his arm. "There's more if you need. I had a theory that it would cost the wendigo part of you resources and energy to maintain a human body." And that's another hurdle to cross, but it's one Isla will face with enthusiasm.
"I've got something prepared already," she assures him about being hungry, bringing the IV over and - providing there are no unexpected surprises - inserting it into his arm. "There's more if you need. I had a theory that it would cost the wendigo part of you resources and energy to maintain a human body." And that's another hurdle to cross, but it's one Isla will face with enthusiasm.
Isla
