Isla
"He does?" Isla's soft and almost grateful expression is directed unhelpfully at the counter, but there's no doubt that she's nonetheless pleased to hear as much. "I'm glad. Perhaps I'll send him a letter come the new season." Little does she know that Mateo will soon be all over Torchline like a rash while he cultivates the plants for his fathers' houseboat.
Still adjusting to the barman-turned-Spyglass before her, Isla blinks abruptly up at Ever to hear aviator and Dragoon promptly added to his career list, and she can't help the quiet laughter that escapes her lips. "When do you find the time to sleep?" she wonders. "I hope you haven't had any trouble flying. I heard that Stormbreak has been... well, stormy lately."
If she hadn't just heard that Ever isn't managing quadruple occupations, Isla might have seriously considered seeking him out for help, but for now she keeps that responsibility firmly within her own domain. The Torchline-Stormbreak partnership, though - that's something to which they can both offer a contribution.
"These are all very good ideas," she agrees with a gentle nod, peering over his shoulder at the notebook on the counter. "Torchline's healing water doesn't work outside the region, and given how it seems resistant to this sort of infection, those first aid kits will certainly come in handy. I can establish a base down here we can operate out of - at least skyships will have somewhere to make their supply deliveries."
Still adjusting to the barman-turned-Spyglass before her, Isla blinks abruptly up at Ever to hear aviator and Dragoon promptly added to his career list, and she can't help the quiet laughter that escapes her lips. "When do you find the time to sleep?" she wonders. "I hope you haven't had any trouble flying. I heard that Stormbreak has been... well, stormy lately."
If she hadn't just heard that Ever isn't managing quadruple occupations, Isla might have seriously considered seeking him out for help, but for now she keeps that responsibility firmly within her own domain. The Torchline-Stormbreak partnership, though - that's something to which they can both offer a contribution.
"These are all very good ideas," she agrees with a gentle nod, peering over his shoulder at the notebook on the counter. "Torchline's healing water doesn't work outside the region, and given how it seems resistant to this sort of infection, those first aid kits will certainly come in handy. I can establish a base down here we can operate out of - at least skyships will have somewhere to make their supply deliveries."
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
