ISLA
"Impressively pregnant," Isla repeats, her peal of laughter something cheerful and as carefree as it gets given the responsibility looming so close. "Only you, Remi, can manage to spin a hard truth into something positive. But thank you, I appreciate it all the same. And honestly, it isn't so much being bigger that's the real issue for me. Do you know pregnancy can make you clumsy? I have never dropped or bumped into more things than over the past few weeks." And for a medic, Isla can assure him that it's an unwelcome new habit.
His sympathy is more than appreciated, and Isla is just perusing the menu despite knowing what she wants when he makes mention of a man cold, and her pebble blues regard him with equal parts amusement and chastisement. "Only starting to," she agrees, scoffing. "Perhaps once I'm in established labour I might really understand the pain you go through."
Flushing prettily to see Remi go so still, to smile so softly, it's as though Isla is being properly seen in a way that only usually happens behind closed doors with Ever, and she closes the menu to slide it across to him like it will give him something to do. "We are both thrilled," she begins quietly, though her eyes widen a fraction to see him suddenly rise to his feet. "Mm...?"
Turning enough to spot the clump of leaves, to smell their sweet fragrance as he sets them beside her, the Remedy eyes them curiously, letting her fingers brush across the stems. "I bet they smell amazing when they're dried out," she says with a nod.
They're interrupted briefly by the server coming to take their order (jasmine tea with honey for Isla), and by the time they swan away again the Remedy turns her full attention back to the Bastion. "And how are things with you?" she asks.
His sympathy is more than appreciated, and Isla is just perusing the menu despite knowing what she wants when he makes mention of a man cold, and her pebble blues regard him with equal parts amusement and chastisement. "Only starting to," she agrees, scoffing. "Perhaps once I'm in established labour I might really understand the pain you go through."
Flushing prettily to see Remi go so still, to smile so softly, it's as though Isla is being properly seen in a way that only usually happens behind closed doors with Ever, and she closes the menu to slide it across to him like it will give him something to do. "We are both thrilled," she begins quietly, though her eyes widen a fraction to see him suddenly rise to his feet. "Mm...?"
Turning enough to spot the clump of leaves, to smell their sweet fragrance as he sets them beside her, the Remedy eyes them curiously, letting her fingers brush across the stems. "I bet they smell amazing when they're dried out," she says with a nod.
They're interrupted briefly by the server coming to take their order (jasmine tea with honey for Isla), and by the time they swan away again the Remedy turns her full attention back to the Bastion. "And how are things with you?" she asks.
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
