Isla
one bright morning goes so easy
Instantly flushing to see that Ever has not, in fact, taken his seat yet, Isla is forced to look away with a soft laugh, feeling shy in a way that, as anyone who had danced with her at the ball would know, is very much out of character. "Thank you," she murmurs. "I suppose we both owe Mateo some thanks as well for his choices." Ah, if only there was Instagram in Caido, the botanist might already know.
Clearing her throat as if to try and clear her head at the same time, she glances at the menu offering Ever suggests and scans it briefly, finding it particularly enticing especially next to the more traditional items. "And wine pairings, too? I can hardly say no. As long as that suits you as well?" Having been an Ascended for so long means that Isla no longer understands the idea of being a picky eater - all experiences are to be savoured, whether or not she ultimately goes back for seconds.
Luckily for Ever, she has every intention of coming back for him time and time again.
Clearing her throat as if to try and clear her head at the same time, she glances at the menu offering Ever suggests and scans it briefly, finding it particularly enticing especially next to the more traditional items. "And wine pairings, too? I can hardly say no. As long as that suits you as well?" Having been an Ascended for so long means that Isla no longer understands the idea of being a picky eater - all experiences are to be savoured, whether or not she ultimately goes back for seconds.
Luckily for Ever, she has every intention of coming back for him time and time again.
darkness always finds you either way
