Isla
There is no spark of recognition on Isla's face as Nate blurts out a name that's absolutely not hers (but is fairly close, and he's so proud of it too); that in and of itself might give it away that he's gotten it wrong. There is something magical in the way that one's attention can be captured by their own name... and there is none of that here. "Isla. But that will do in a pinch," she corrects with a playful grin.
"I wonder how anyone could miss Sunjata, honestly," she muses - his height alone means that he likely draws attention first regardless. "No need to apologise, though - it was good to see your clinic. I was a field medic, back in my Northaven days. I had cleaned up the clinic in the Hollowed Grounds, too, and I am hoping to bring it back up to par. In short, I'd like to join the Wren Society, if you'll have me."
"I wonder how anyone could miss Sunjata, honestly," she muses - his height alone means that he likely draws attention first regardless. "No need to apologise, though - it was good to see your clinic. I was a field medic, back in my Northaven days. I had cleaned up the clinic in the Hollowed Grounds, too, and I am hoping to bring it back up to par. In short, I'd like to join the Wren Society, if you'll have me."
passing by, you light up my darkest skies
you take only seconds to draw me in
you take only seconds to draw me in
