Isla
one bright morning goes so easy
"Thank you." Both for offering and for letting it go - this time around, at least. Isla's eyes slip shut as he leans in to kiss her forehead, the Remedy content to stand in his presence as the orchestra strikes out the final notes of the dance, and she's grateful for the first time for the space that had inadvertently opened up around Remi. At least they haven't bumped into anyone else by standing still.
Gazing back up at him, she tilts her head to hear about Enzo's return as well, Isla shaking her head sadly. "He's her twin," she murmurs. "I don't think either of us can understand properly what she lost." All the same, she makes a mental note to check in with Flora back at Torchline, as she'd promised the other woman she would.
"Come on," Isla invites suddenly. "I'll cry if we keep up this talk. Let's go and raid the buffet table?"
Gazing back up at him, she tilts her head to hear about Enzo's return as well, Isla shaking her head sadly. "He's her twin," she murmurs. "I don't think either of us can understand properly what she lost." All the same, she makes a mental note to check in with Flora back at Torchline, as she'd promised the other woman she would.
"Come on," Isla invites suddenly. "I'll cry if we keep up this talk. Let's go and raid the buffet table?"
darkness always finds you either way
