Isla
to share the space with simple living things, infinitely suffering
Everest moves to the kitchen and Isla takes to slowly walking around their living space as Fern's cries soften to the odd complaint, and then finally silence again. She speaks in a low, warm voice to the infant as she moves, explaining the phenomenon that had so rudely startled her awake, and musing on possible causes ranging from the divine to the scientific.
"We would have access to the boardwalk and lower Haulani," she adds to their pros list for moving down a level. "And there would be fewer steps to take a tumble down from Fern's perspective." Not that they are anywhere near that yet, but the medic can't help but smile at the idea of her toddling around. "Though we'd have to take the sea into account, of course, and teach her to swim sooner rather than later. Neither of us have particularly aquatic shifts, though I suppose we could call on Remi and Ronin for their help."
Turning back towards Ever, a chiming laugh leaves her at the idea of Mateo cultivating their garden like a project. "I would let him," she says readily. "He knows just as much about medicinal herbs as I do, if not more. As long as he sets me up a little swinging bench in the sunshine, he can do as he pleases with the rest."
But then Ever is turning towards her and Isla can almost sense the reservations before he speaks. In response, she crosses the room to him and leans in to plant a soft kiss against his cheek. "You are always so sweet," she tells him with another kiss. "But I think this will be a good thing. I have already agreed to take some time away from the clinic. If we move that will let me create a divide between work and home. And besides, the clinic can always expand up into this space once we've gone."
"We would have access to the boardwalk and lower Haulani," she adds to their pros list for moving down a level. "And there would be fewer steps to take a tumble down from Fern's perspective." Not that they are anywhere near that yet, but the medic can't help but smile at the idea of her toddling around. "Though we'd have to take the sea into account, of course, and teach her to swim sooner rather than later. Neither of us have particularly aquatic shifts, though I suppose we could call on Remi and Ronin for their help."
Turning back towards Ever, a chiming laugh leaves her at the idea of Mateo cultivating their garden like a project. "I would let him," she says readily. "He knows just as much about medicinal herbs as I do, if not more. As long as he sets me up a little swinging bench in the sunshine, he can do as he pleases with the rest."
But then Ever is turning towards her and Isla can almost sense the reservations before he speaks. In response, she crosses the room to him and leans in to plant a soft kiss against his cheek. "You are always so sweet," she tells him with another kiss. "But I think this will be a good thing. I have already agreed to take some time away from the clinic. If we move that will let me create a divide between work and home. And besides, the clinic can always expand up into this space once we've gone."
fighting off like all creation, the absence of itself
