ISLA
"Well that is no bad thing," Isla says of Ever's sunscreen, letting her smile grow a touch more gentle as they shoulder the conversational toll of knowing how dire their situation might be. She sits back out of his space to let him peruse her notes, all the while enjoying the warm breeze and the comparatively quiet day - especially given all that's just occurred. At the hunching of his shoulders, though, Isla shakes her head and gestures to the book.
"No one should ever feel bad because they didn't know something," she says. "I wasn't born knowing all of this, after all. And now you've learned, so that's something to celebrate, surely." And his own ideas haven't been at all bad - especially when he starts talking about the chocolate, and she accepts the sprig of bark with a murmur of thanks.
"That's a good idea," she tells him, adding the sprig to her water bottle and giving it a gentle shake. And then, even better, she reaches out to add it - and chocolate - to her list. "Right - shall we start, then?"
"No one should ever feel bad because they didn't know something," she says. "I wasn't born knowing all of this, after all. And now you've learned, so that's something to celebrate, surely." And his own ideas haven't been at all bad - especially when he starts talking about the chocolate, and she accepts the sprig of bark with a murmur of thanks.
"That's a good idea," she tells him, adding the sprig to her water bottle and giving it a gentle shake. And then, even better, she reaches out to add it - and chocolate - to her list. "Right - shall we start, then?"
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
