ISLA
"Oh?" There's curiosity in Isla's voice rather than skepticism, because she knows Remi Taliesin very well indeed, and no matter how inventive his solution, she's sure it will work out perfectly. Even so, at the appearance of writhing tentacles cradling and rocking and protecting an invisible baby, Isla's laughter is immediate and delighted, and she nods her open approval. "If you have any spare I might be asking for assistance as well," she says, sipping at her tea again and failing to stop her smile growing at the idea of being out for the afternoon with their children babbling and playing between them.
It's as domestic as it is unbelievable, but evidently there are still a few obstacles to get through first, if the cows are anything to go by. "Ah, I will have to think of something else then," Isla says with a good-natured wince. "But you're right, of course - between the two of you I imagine the wildlife, tame or otherwise, will know to keep a very polite distance."
His concern is something he wears well and Isla recognises it from her own expression - and Ever's - when they realised how soon they'd be parents. "We're almost all set," she assures him. "Ever is building the crib and we've made space for her when she arrives. She's got clothes, blankets, toys..." Isla laughs. "If anything I might have gone a bit overboard. I haven't started nesting quite yet at least."
It's as domestic as it is unbelievable, but evidently there are still a few obstacles to get through first, if the cows are anything to go by. "Ah, I will have to think of something else then," Isla says with a good-natured wince. "But you're right, of course - between the two of you I imagine the wildlife, tame or otherwise, will know to keep a very polite distance."
His concern is something he wears well and Isla recognises it from her own expression - and Ever's - when they realised how soon they'd be parents. "We're almost all set," she assures him. "Ever is building the crib and we've made space for her when she arrives. She's got clothes, blankets, toys..." Isla laughs. "If anything I might have gone a bit overboard. I haven't started nesting quite yet at least."
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
