so much of our lives is just carving through the dark
Listen, it has crossed Isla's mind more than once as well, especially given that her (yes) boyfriend is seated shirtless at her table, but business before pleasure and all that. Pausing once more to take Ever's blood pressure and test his reflexes, she listens before jotting down the further observations - which is about when the aviator confesses to the game of seven minutes in heaven he'd unintentionally played with the Reaper.
Eyes widening a fraction, it isn't so much the fact that it has happened rather than it happened with Dahlia, and while Isla offers his forearm a squeeze of reassurance - she isn't the type to get jealous about things that occurred before their relationship - she's still got further questions. "And nothing about you has changed since then, other than the reaction of the void creatures?" she asks slowly, knowing they both know his behaviour has been different as of late.
Not that the Remedy hadn't always had a soft spot for Everest Hart since meeting him, but it is highly unlikely that the man who had knocked at her door looking for Flora would be sitting before her so comfortably now.
Eyes widening a fraction, it isn't so much the fact that it has happened rather than it happened with Dahlia, and while Isla offers his forearm a squeeze of reassurance - she isn't the type to get jealous about things that occurred before their relationship - she's still got further questions. "And nothing about you has changed since then, other than the reaction of the void creatures?" she asks slowly, knowing they both know his behaviour has been different as of late.
Not that the Remedy hadn't always had a soft spot for Everest Hart since meeting him, but it is highly unlikely that the man who had knocked at her door looking for Flora would be sitting before her so comfortably now.
