Isla
He takes it better than she expects, to be honest, and she relaxes a bit, huffing out a breath she doesn't need. "Well," she murmurs, before launching into The Explanation. We'll not bore you with the details - you know how it goes. Voice - barrier - 300 years - Outlanders and the Spire. And here we are. "So... yes. PC stands for Post Cataclysm. I suppose that's when the Hollowed Grounds was contained behind the barrier." Isla smiles, unsure how to put it delicately.
"Yes," she says slowly, "I suppose that does mean you're over 312 years old. You are looking very good for your age?" It's a poor attempt at a joke, and though she moves to adjust his bad arm so she might see it better, she glances up to make sure he's okay to proceed. "If you need some time, you only need to say," she advises.
"Yes," she says slowly, "I suppose that does mean you're over 312 years old. You are looking very good for your age?" It's a poor attempt at a joke, and though she moves to adjust his bad arm so she might see it better, she glances up to make sure he's okay to proceed. "If you need some time, you only need to say," she advises.
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
