Isla
to share the space with simple living things, infinitely suffering
"Me neither," Isla says, and with a brief and secretive lowering of her voice, she admits, "I even tucked myself away in my office for the last fifteen minutes to make sure I wouldn't end up running over my shift." With an apologetic shrug to the rest of her staff (not that they will see it), she straightens up enough to glance back at the satchel, understanding - and delight - blooming across her face.
"That's a wonderful idea," she agrees with a nod of her head. "I would like that a lot. Though I hope this doesn't mean we ought to anticipate any awkward silences." It's still difficult not to fall into too familiar a rhythm with Ever, but Isla tries her best and follows his gesture down towards the stretch of beach he's indicated. "That route suits me just fine," she assures him, considering asking whether he might not prefer somewhere less sandy, but thinking better of it.
If both of them start to overthink, they'll never go anywhere, after all.
Stepping out from beneath the awning to stroll with him, Isla is surprised by the sudden compliment that spills from his lips. Blinking - and blushing as well - she finally breaks their first silence (not awkward, thank you) with cheerful laugh. "Thank you, Ever," she says softly. "I thought, since I was meeting you again properly for the first time, that I ought to make a good first impression."
"That's a wonderful idea," she agrees with a nod of her head. "I would like that a lot. Though I hope this doesn't mean we ought to anticipate any awkward silences." It's still difficult not to fall into too familiar a rhythm with Ever, but Isla tries her best and follows his gesture down towards the stretch of beach he's indicated. "That route suits me just fine," she assures him, considering asking whether he might not prefer somewhere less sandy, but thinking better of it.
If both of them start to overthink, they'll never go anywhere, after all.
Stepping out from beneath the awning to stroll with him, Isla is surprised by the sudden compliment that spills from his lips. Blinking - and blushing as well - she finally breaks their first silence (not awkward, thank you) with cheerful laugh. "Thank you, Ever," she says softly. "I thought, since I was meeting you again properly for the first time, that I ought to make a good first impression."
fighting off like all creation, the absence of itself
