Isla
to share the space with simple living things, infinitely suffering
"Speak for yourself - you couldn't pay me to go to Halo any more." Isla chuckles. Risking becoming a statue as an Ancient doesn't sound like a terribly enjoyable vacation, especially not now that she's risking two lives by making the attempt. "But you have a wonderful time if you decide to take the trip." A wonderful time inside, hopefully, out from all the snow she knows Sunjata dislikes.
Blushing at his praise despite it going unlooked for, Isla's smile grows soft and warm, and she nods to the Flood. "Thank you - I'm glad you think so," she murmurs. "It'll definitely be a change of pace." Not a bad one though, based on how hard she tends to work and push herself. Taking a deep breath and letting it out again, finally the Remedy reaches for her tea to pour herself a cup.
"Well, there," she says. "You know my big important news. Now how are things here? How are you doing?"
Blushing at his praise despite it going unlooked for, Isla's smile grows soft and warm, and she nods to the Flood. "Thank you - I'm glad you think so," she murmurs. "It'll definitely be a change of pace." Not a bad one though, based on how hard she tends to work and push herself. Taking a deep breath and letting it out again, finally the Remedy reaches for her tea to pour herself a cup.
"Well, there," she says. "You know my big important news. Now how are things here? How are you doing?"
fighting off like all creation, the absence of itself
