gilligan's eyes

"Sam?" Isla straightens up at the glint of copper that signals his arrival, turning in time to see him rushing towards her. And of course she receives him with open arms and a bright, fanged grin, hugging him tightly. "I didn't realise you were still here in the Grounds! I know a lot of people left when the world opened up more." Stepping back to get a good look at him, it's the strange sort of scrutiny that seems unique to the Ascended. Because of course they don't really change, not so much physically unless it's scars. Inside, though? That's another story. "How are you? Are you the new librarian for the Atheneum?" She can't think of anyone more suited, honestly. ISLA pray for me pray to me