ISLA
Ever doesn't ask her to pick a sample of walnut this time, and Isla doesn't remind him, straightening up as if to better feel the warmth of his hand against her back as they turn back to the marketplace. "Oh...?" Glancing up at him beneath her lashes, as if she isn't thinking particularly hard about Ever's structural response when it comes to her touch, she tilts her head and listens to what he's saying and what he isn't.
Her smile, when it appears, is tipped with fangs, as if some part of her glamour has fallen out of place during the conversation. "As a doctor, I can confirm that rigorous testing is a necessary step when it comes to confirming the reliability of results," she says. "I'm no stranger to it, though when it comes to you, I feel quite personally invested in the matter. That is to say, I can't think of a better way to confirm our hypothesis."
Her smile, when it appears, is tipped with fangs, as if some part of her glamour has fallen out of place during the conversation. "As a doctor, I can confirm that rigorous testing is a necessary step when it comes to confirming the reliability of results," she says. "I'm no stranger to it, though when it comes to you, I feel quite personally invested in the matter. That is to say, I can't think of a better way to confirm our hypothesis."
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
