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Isla

to share the space with simple living things, infinitely suffering

With soft laughter in response to his quip, Isla lets her fingers graze along his forearm and up to his bicep, as if relishing the opportunity for these little touches now that they aren't concerned with first times or right nows. "It is far from unpleasant," she assures him, even if such a feeling can arguably be said to be bittersweet in its intensity if nothing else.

"Besides," she adds, her voice lowering with the admission as she gazes up at Ever through dark lashes and cheeks flushed suddenly pink again. "It has been quite a long time since anyone made me feel this way. Especially since someone said they felt the same about me."

Leaning up suddenly as if she might hide the truth of her words with a kiss, Isla can't stop the way her lips still want to curl into a smile against the aviator's, or how she wants to draw him closer against her.

fighting off like all creation, the absence of itself

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!