ISLA
"Well, maybe Flora's already accounted for that. Demigod magic comes in a variety of flavours, you know," Isla says with an almost childish raise of her eyebrows at Remi, unable to stop the smile from spreading across her lips. "For all you know she could have a magic that calls in the cavalry even more often than when she used to channel you. And," she adds with all the imperious certainty of a so there, "I am on your side, of course. But being on your side doesn't always mean just agreeing with you so you feel good."
Isla would wag her finger at him for good measure, but at that point they are interrupted by an indignant (or perhaps playful, it's not certain) squawk from Carlo in the stroller, and the Remedy has to bite her lip not to grin as she waits to see how Remi will handle this new obstacle. "I'll let you know when Ever and I next plan to go out on the town," she says; not that their nights out will be particularly wild, but still.
"And there aren't many in Torchline I don't think," she adds, of friends that Fern might be able to make. "She ran into Deimos's son - Erebos, is it? - at the Festival of Lights, apparently. But Halo is a bit too far and a bit to treacherous a journey for me to make regularly."
Isla would wag her finger at him for good measure, but at that point they are interrupted by an indignant (or perhaps playful, it's not certain) squawk from Carlo in the stroller, and the Remedy has to bite her lip not to grin as she waits to see how Remi will handle this new obstacle. "I'll let you know when Ever and I next plan to go out on the town," she says; not that their nights out will be particularly wild, but still.
"And there aren't many in Torchline I don't think," she adds, of friends that Fern might be able to make. "She ran into Deimos's son - Erebos, is it? - at the Festival of Lights, apparently. But Halo is a bit too far and a bit to treacherous a journey for me to make regularly."
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
