I think I can manage being collateral damage
"Still ain't inclined to be a blood sacrifice though." The woman warns, waggling a disapproving finger at Isla and not seemingly all that grateful. Pulling her leg out and scooching back, she eyes Everest as if he too might start cutting into himself at any moment. "Well, thank'ya kindly." The woman purrs as she stands, limping the way that Ever had come and likely going to the rum fountain rather than the healing one.
"What was that?" Ever wonders under his breath, already reaching for the napkins and the water that they'd brought to drink. It wouldn't heal, but at least it would wash off the blood. He means both the crazy woman as much as the cut on Isla's hand, but for the moment at least his concern is purely for the Remedy.
"Unless you'd like your flask to clean that with some antiseptic first?"
"What was that?" Ever wonders under his breath, already reaching for the napkins and the water that they'd brought to drink. It wouldn't heal, but at least it would wash off the blood. He means both the crazy woman as much as the cut on Isla's hand, but for the moment at least his concern is purely for the Remedy.
"Unless you'd like your flask to clean that with some antiseptic first?"
Even if I had to lose you to know you I'd still be that temporary phase that you grow through
