ISLA
Having been doing her best to meditate on the purpose of their visit, Isla similarly only stirs at the subconscious knowledge of movement in her periphery. Glancing up just as Ever gestures for her to move back, the Remedy of course does so, settling back beside him with a furrowed brow and a curious glance towards the beautiful serpent that has come to greet them. "Yes, I suppose we would," she agrees, smiling softly towards the spirit and gesturing to the shrine.
"You are welcome to the offerings," she tells it, before glancing back towards the aviator with a nod. "I suppose so, yes. We can't always expect an answer from the gods - at least we tried, though." Brushing off her skirts and rising to her feet, she offers a hand to Ever so he might do the same.
"You are welcome to the offerings," she tells it, before glancing back towards the aviator with a nod. "I suppose so, yes. We can't always expect an answer from the gods - at least we tried, though." Brushing off her skirts and rising to her feet, she offers a hand to Ever so he might do the same.
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
