Isla
one bright morning goes so easy
Thoughts of knitting and the clinic are appropriately far from Isla's mind as Remi wraps her in a hug in return, and she doesn't care if she'll have to touch up her makeup after this - or if he'd decided to lift her up and risk flashing the rest of the ball her underwear - for the golden joy that spills from all the places they touch. "Good. I can't think of anyone else who deserves it more," she whispers. To be able to see Aoife again, to hear her laughter, to hold her in his arms - Isla literally can't imagine how it had felt.
Letting out a shaky sigh and parting from him only enough to be able to gaze up and into his green eyes, the Remedy nods with warm understanding. "After that, I don't think anyone would blame you for wanting to see her again right away." She laughs. Her smile does fade into a touch of confusion, however, as he continues, and the offer has her lips parting in soft surprise.
"Remi, that's..." Letting out a sigh that has her breath trembling more than she expects it to, she softly shakes her head, however heavy the veil of sadness threatens to drape around her shoulders. "I got to see him twice after he died," she murmurs. "And that's a lot more than anyone else gets. I don't... I'm not sure it would be good for me, to open that all back up," she admits.
It's not as though she and Varus had broken up, or had parted on bad terms. He'd died when they'd been very much still in love, torn away without goodbyes, and the loss threatens to consume her whenever she lets it wrap its hands about her too tightly - especially now, when moving on has started to feel possible.
"See Vai," she urges him.
Letting out a shaky sigh and parting from him only enough to be able to gaze up and into his green eyes, the Remedy nods with warm understanding. "After that, I don't think anyone would blame you for wanting to see her again right away." She laughs. Her smile does fade into a touch of confusion, however, as he continues, and the offer has her lips parting in soft surprise.
"Remi, that's..." Letting out a sigh that has her breath trembling more than she expects it to, she softly shakes her head, however heavy the veil of sadness threatens to drape around her shoulders. "I got to see him twice after he died," she murmurs. "And that's a lot more than anyone else gets. I don't... I'm not sure it would be good for me, to open that all back up," she admits.
It's not as though she and Varus had broken up, or had parted on bad terms. He'd died when they'd been very much still in love, torn away without goodbyes, and the loss threatens to consume her whenever she lets it wrap its hands about her too tightly - especially now, when moving on has started to feel possible.
"See Vai," she urges him.
darkness always finds you either way
