Isla
to share the space with simple living things, infinitely suffering
"I'm not entirely sure about that," Isla says with a small smile, raising her brows at Ever for his endless and adorable flirtations. "I can tell you that he absolutely does have a vendetta against the sea, though." At least, the number of sea-related injuries he comes in for seems to suggest as much.
Sneaking a kiss to his brow as he leans in to press one against his shoulder, Isla frowns gently to hear of Tobi's loss, and she nods her head. "I do hope you go to visit them often," she says, already knowing that he likely does, and as part of a very regular schedule as well.
Laughing at his teasing and reaching out to take out two cups to fill with a measure of rum with the full intention of making some impromptu pina coladas, the scream has her hands instantly pausing, Isla glancing around quickly enough to have the sun catching the topaz in her horns. "That doesn't sound good."
As all medical professionals are likely to do at the sound of trouble, Isla rises instantly to her feet to set off across the grass towards the sound. "Hello? Is everything alright?" she calls.
Sneaking a kiss to his brow as he leans in to press one against his shoulder, Isla frowns gently to hear of Tobi's loss, and she nods her head. "I do hope you go to visit them often," she says, already knowing that he likely does, and as part of a very regular schedule as well.
Laughing at his teasing and reaching out to take out two cups to fill with a measure of rum with the full intention of making some impromptu pina coladas, the scream has her hands instantly pausing, Isla glancing around quickly enough to have the sun catching the topaz in her horns. "That doesn't sound good."
As all medical professionals are likely to do at the sound of trouble, Isla rises instantly to her feet to set off across the grass towards the sound. "Hello? Is everything alright?" she calls.
fighting off like all creation, the absence of itself
