ISLA
Complex or not, whilst Isla can't feel the depths and intricacies of the Bastion's emotions quite in the way she'd once been able to, she remembers it well enough to be able to surrender entirely to his embrace and all the things he's trying to say with every ounce of magic available to him. Letting out a shuddering sigh and allowing the world to reduce down to little more than a cocoon of feathers, even for just this one moment, by the time Remi is drawing back to kiss her forehead, the Remedy is at least pulled back together enough to speak.
"Mm, more fool me," she agrees, wiping the tears from her cheeks and peering back up at him, stress still pinching at the corners of her eyes especially as the Bastion continues. She nods gently, and though the feelings that pour from her are all sorrow and understanding, there's a little thread of darkness there too, one that might as well have come from Remi himself - a commitment to protect the things she loves, whatever the cost.
"Mm, more fool me," she agrees, wiping the tears from her cheeks and peering back up at him, stress still pinching at the corners of her eyes especially as the Bastion continues. She nods gently, and though the feelings that pour from her are all sorrow and understanding, there's a little thread of darkness there too, one that might as well have come from Remi himself - a commitment to protect the things she loves, whatever the cost.
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
