It isn't that Isla feels blase about the strange nothingness of the nightmare that seems to have plagued the population. Perhaps it's just that, as a former Ascended, that kind of terror (of nothing) just doesn't hit right. Consciousness that there is nothing is still something in itself, and that's a great deal more than the Ascended got when they would 'power down' - because sleep wasn't even an option.
(Ascended do not dream of Upgraded sheep, alas).
But anyway. The Remedy is bundled up and present at the celebrations, sipping a mug of mulled wine as she spots the barrel and all of those stepping forward to claim their prize(?)
With a wave to Astaroth and a friendly smile for Hadama, Maea and Melita, she also approaches. "Why not?" She smiles, and plunges her hand in.
Isla has a go of the Lucky Dip!
after me comes the flood
