Isla
one bright morning goes so easy
It is unfortunate - everything about the way things seem to be going lately feels that way, honestly, and Isla is more than happy to let the thread of conversation go. At least they are doing all they can to keep the void from their door in Torchline - and in the Hollowed Grounds too, from what Isla has heard. Humming her appreciation of the tea as she lowers her cup, the Remedy flashes Asta a cheerful grin. "You have very fine taste," she informs him, not that she'd expected anything less.
"I don't think I have ever seen one either," she agrees, not that it seems to bother her very much. "Then again, I have had enough to do with Ludo for a lifetime, let alone getting involved with any creatures that are meant to belong to it." Taking another sip of tea, she lets her attention drift instead to the waves on the shoreline, at least until Asta speaks again and Isla glances back to him and his black honey eyes.
"I always will - not that I hope to see you at my clinic for that reason any time soon," she tells him. Much as she enjoys his company, she hopes it will be for things like this from now on, rather than for stitches.
"I don't think I have ever seen one either," she agrees, not that it seems to bother her very much. "Then again, I have had enough to do with Ludo for a lifetime, let alone getting involved with any creatures that are meant to belong to it." Taking another sip of tea, she lets her attention drift instead to the waves on the shoreline, at least until Asta speaks again and Isla glances back to him and his black honey eyes.
"I always will - not that I hope to see you at my clinic for that reason any time soon," she tells him. Much as she enjoys his company, she hopes it will be for things like this from now on, rather than for stitches.
darkness always finds you either way
