Isla
Sam isn't the only one to be surprised by the elegance with which he's just phrased his ideas an opinions, but for Isla it's a very pleasant surprise indeed. Her eyebrows raise and she sits up a bit in her seat, intrigued - and in agreement. "I truly believe that if you were to ask any Ascended here in the grounds, they would have friends - even family - who aren't Ascended, who they care about and who care about them in return," she says. "I certainly do. That sort of approach is probably going to be much less upsetting for those who believe us to be monstrous."
Because they aren't monsters, much as some seem intent on proving otherwise, and Isla lets out a soft sigh to think of a Hollowed Grounds that is an example of peace and teamwork, rather than some Ascended sanctuary. And she nods as Sam explains about the temple, nibbling on her bottom lip. "I wonder if the Atheneum might be a good place, then. A place of knowledge, peaceful... people don't tend to start wars from libraries. Not publicly, anyway."
Because they aren't monsters, much as some seem intent on proving otherwise, and Isla lets out a soft sigh to think of a Hollowed Grounds that is an example of peace and teamwork, rather than some Ascended sanctuary. And she nods as Sam explains about the temple, nibbling on her bottom lip. "I wonder if the Atheneum might be a good place, then. A place of knowledge, peaceful... people don't tend to start wars from libraries. Not publicly, anyway."
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
