Isla
one bright morning goes so easy
"I'm glad to hear it," Isla says of his new shirt, smiling and peering across at the water to check its progress. "And you are too kind, you didn't have to do that." Stay behind on her behalf, she means, though it's already done now and she's hardly complaining based on the gifts he's brought.
Settling back and leaning on her hands to watch the waves roll against the bone white shore, of course the Remedy can't not let her gaze flick occasionally to where she knows her own handiwork sits against Asta's skin, but no part of his injuries look inflamed or infected from where she's sitting, so she's happy not to comment. Instead, once the water has started to boil, she sits up and holds out the teapot for the tall Ancient to pour it in.
"I don't think I've ever stopped for tea on this island," she remarks with a smirk. "I have to say, it's actually quite pleasant. And the company isn't bad either."
Settling back and leaning on her hands to watch the waves roll against the bone white shore, of course the Remedy can't not let her gaze flick occasionally to where she knows her own handiwork sits against Asta's skin, but no part of his injuries look inflamed or infected from where she's sitting, so she's happy not to comment. Instead, once the water has started to boil, she sits up and holds out the teapot for the tall Ancient to pour it in.
"I don't think I've ever stopped for tea on this island," she remarks with a smirk. "I have to say, it's actually quite pleasant. And the company isn't bad either."
darkness always finds you either way
