ISLA
"Ah, don't say that until you've seen me try," Isla says with a self-deprecating grin. Exercises in logic don't necessarily make her innately suited for those particular tasks, after all. Continuing to put their first aid kits together, rather than finding his sudden train of thought a bother, Isla considers it with interest. "Well, I suppose that's right," she says slowly. "I never considered it like that. People are innately social animals, though, and it would be impossible to do everything, to have every skill."
Not to mention, attempting such a thing would make one's life very busy - and very lonely, at that. Completing a couple of kits and placing them in a neat stack to one side, the medic scrunches her nose a bit in reluctant agreement. "For social animals, people also do tend to love their conflicts," she murmurs. "It's a bit of a paradox, isn't it?"
Not to mention, attempting such a thing would make one's life very busy - and very lonely, at that. Completing a couple of kits and placing them in a neat stack to one side, the medic scrunches her nose a bit in reluctant agreement. "For social animals, people also do tend to love their conflicts," she murmurs. "It's a bit of a paradox, isn't it?"
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
