may the bridges i have burned light my way back home

Isla take your medicine "Just a moment!" The infirmary is a clean, light and tranquil place, even at dusk, even when the majority of the people who set foot within its doors have the ability to see in the dark perfectly well. Isla has been organising the stock room so it's just so, refilling her mixes of herbs at the same time. She's wiping her hands clean as she emerges into the waiting area where she sees Sunjata (and really, he's very difficult to miss), her expression blooming into a smile. "To what do I owe the pleasure of the Governor of Torchline?" she asks, glancing around him automatically to see if she can catch sight of Nate. And when there's no sign of her fellow doctor, something like concern flashes across her face. "Is everything alright?"