Isla
one bright morning goes so easy
"Aren't we all?" Cultivated tastes, Isla means, and whilst she has a feeling that it might be a lot more literal for Asta than herself, it makes it nonetheless true. With another sip of tea, Isla sets her cup down to enjoy the moment; the crash of waves against the shore, the buzz of raspberry and mint on her tongue, the fine company.
As for his question about Ludo, she nods and wrinkles her nose. "It's a long and very strange story," she says. "And not one for such a fine afternoon, I assure you. Maybe next time I visit the Grounds I'll share it with you." Another reason to keep up this winning streak of not seeing each other exclusively for Isla to perform surgery.
And so the Remedy is content to while away the next few hours, refilling their cups when they empty and pointing out any interesting skeletons or flora that she can spot on the beach. When they're finished, she helps to pack away the blanket and the tea set, and insists on doing the bulk of the rowing back to Torchline's main island.
She's not going to have Asta pop a stitch if she can help it, put it that way.
~FIN
As for his question about Ludo, she nods and wrinkles her nose. "It's a long and very strange story," she says. "And not one for such a fine afternoon, I assure you. Maybe next time I visit the Grounds I'll share it with you." Another reason to keep up this winning streak of not seeing each other exclusively for Isla to perform surgery.
And so the Remedy is content to while away the next few hours, refilling their cups when they empty and pointing out any interesting skeletons or flora that she can spot on the beach. When they're finished, she helps to pack away the blanket and the tea set, and insists on doing the bulk of the rowing back to Torchline's main island.
She's not going to have Asta pop a stitch if she can help it, put it that way.
~FIN
darkness always finds you either way
