when it's just the two of us, only the two of us
"I haven't been to Torchline all that much," Isla confesses. "When I did visit, though, it was certainly beautiful." All one time, anyway. And she doesn't know why, but the thought of Varus as a boy brings an unexpected smile to her lips - one that she tries to stifle as best she can. "Bring me back a shell, or something," she suggests, giving him a gentle nudge as she rises to her feet as well. While he puts his shirt back on, she tucks the book under her arm and collects up the rest of her tools.
"A hard time? You're such a charmer," she all but drawls, before stepping past him to the door. And if she's looking forward to seeing that mug of his again soon? That's between Isla and her thoughts, thank you very much. "Enjoy your trip, Cal. See you soon." She smiles, before she's gone back into the clinic.
~FIN
"A hard time? You're such a charmer," she all but drawls, before stepping past him to the door. And if she's looking forward to seeing that mug of his again soon? That's between Isla and her thoughts, thank you very much. "Enjoy your trip, Cal. See you soon." She smiles, before she's gone back into the clinic.
~FIN
i could die
Isla
