so much of our lives is just carving through the dark
"I came as quickly as I could," Isla assures her friend with a reassuring pat to the arm, falling to a halt at the table so she might be able to pour them both some punch from the bowl. "Do make sure we look as though I am having some sort of social emergency, though, because I think your date is still watching us quite hopefully." Trying and failing to hide her smile and offering Flora a glass, the Remedy leans in as if sharing an urgent secret.
"Damn yourself," she says with a soft laugh, having had more than enough wine leading up to this point to grow a little more unrefined than at the beginning of the night. "I can't believe I missed you up until now. But I suppose you were at the leaders' conference, given that you're a leader and all, mm?" She winks.
"Damn yourself," she says with a soft laugh, having had more than enough wine leading up to this point to grow a little more unrefined than at the beginning of the night. "I can't believe I missed you up until now. But I suppose you were at the leaders' conference, given that you're a leader and all, mm?" She winks.
