ISLA
Were it anyone else, a platitude like it'll be alright might not have meant much to a logical soul like the Remedy. But coming from Remi - especially when it's followed by everything else he has to say - gods, but she really wants to believe it. Reaching out to press warm hands against his chest as if to still make sure he's whole and real and here after all this time, Isla sighs hard enough to force her shoulders down and away from her ears, and she nods to him.
"Thank you for coming to tell me, even though I already knew. And for saying the things I needed to hear, even if I didn't want to hear them," she says, meaning it despite not planning to take the advice he'd also paired along with it. "You're right, of course. Hell, if we can be standing here having this conversation, it's proof enough that anything is possible." Managing a weak smile up at Remi, Isla leans up to kiss his cheek.
"If it's all the same to you though, can we go and get dinner and talk about something else now?"
"Thank you for coming to tell me, even though I already knew. And for saying the things I needed to hear, even if I didn't want to hear them," she says, meaning it despite not planning to take the advice he'd also paired along with it. "You're right, of course. Hell, if we can be standing here having this conversation, it's proof enough that anything is possible." Managing a weak smile up at Remi, Isla leans up to kiss his cheek.
"If it's all the same to you though, can we go and get dinner and talk about something else now?"
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
