ISLA
Responding with a quiet "you're welcome" and accepting the flask back to take a sip of it as well, Isla scoffs and gestures at the marketplace all around them. "I'm sure we could find you a cart for all of your wood samples, if it comes to it," she says with a sunny smile - not that she knows where Ever will put them all.
Quite liking the term visual clutter, it prevents her from reaching out to gleefully pinch his cheeks as he thoroughly nerds out over classifications and variants, Isla instead biting her lip to keep her smile contained and turning back to the merchant and his work. "Mm," she agrees of the heavy element of her shift. "Either the shallows, or we will have to wait until I get a shift I can use to swim, perhaps."
She doesn't know of any when it comes to Ancients, but there's still quite a lot she doesn't know about her race, if she's honest. Smiling politely as the merchant steps over to hand Everest his samples, she glances to them. "So is this where I get to decide which one is C?" she wonders with a hint of mischief.
Quite liking the term visual clutter, it prevents her from reaching out to gleefully pinch his cheeks as he thoroughly nerds out over classifications and variants, Isla instead biting her lip to keep her smile contained and turning back to the merchant and his work. "Mm," she agrees of the heavy element of her shift. "Either the shallows, or we will have to wait until I get a shift I can use to swim, perhaps."
She doesn't know of any when it comes to Ancients, but there's still quite a lot she doesn't know about her race, if she's honest. Smiling politely as the merchant steps over to hand Everest his samples, she glances to them. "So is this where I get to decide which one is C?" she wonders with a hint of mischief.
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
