ISLA
"Yes, well," Isla says with a smirk, "you were a wild man in the Greatwood for a lot of your leadership experience, and I'm pretty sure Ronin is the bureaucrat between the two of you." She nudges him gently, mainly to keep him from dramatically claiming injury and removing the warm cradle of his wing around her shoulders. At the idea of going to visit the Warden of Halo as part of her wild night out, though, a laugh spills out of her and she raises her eyebrows at the Bastion.
"It would be a wild night, given that I'd need to be very wrapped up in Ever to stand a chance at staying warm in Halo before I get my hands on a magic coat," she points out. In which case, maybe they ought to consider it.
Her gaze follows his own back to the twins, her smile easy and warm as she lifts her coffee to her lips for a last sip. "She is riveting company for us, I will have you know," she tells him, but nods nonetheless. "She's still getting the hang of being a nine-year-old herself, luckily, so I'm hopeful that we have a bit of time to adjust. Lucky you though, huh? These two will never have to miss out on a friend."
"It would be a wild night, given that I'd need to be very wrapped up in Ever to stand a chance at staying warm in Halo before I get my hands on a magic coat," she points out. In which case, maybe they ought to consider it.
Her gaze follows his own back to the twins, her smile easy and warm as she lifts her coffee to her lips for a last sip. "She is riveting company for us, I will have you know," she tells him, but nods nonetheless. "She's still getting the hang of being a nine-year-old herself, luckily, so I'm hopeful that we have a bit of time to adjust. Lucky you though, huh? These two will never have to miss out on a friend."
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
