ISLA
"I'm sure I'll be busy enough that I hardly notice the nights go by," Isla remarks with a wink - she might be many things, but she's not the type to have much free time (something Varus likely already knows). "Extra heartbreaking, though?" Smiling and closing her eyes as his forehead comes to rest against hers, she shrugs gently beneath the shield of his arm. "You do seem like a sucker for punishment, so I'll see what I can do."
Biting her lip and having the good grace to look sheepish as well when he brings up the spoilers subject, Isla shifts to rise to her feet, snagging the towel along the way. "Well," she says, "knowledge is power, they say, and I like to feel powerful." It's a poor excuse but it's the only one she's likely to have on the matter. "Would you like to walk with me back to the portal?"
Biting her lip and having the good grace to look sheepish as well when he brings up the spoilers subject, Isla shifts to rise to her feet, snagging the towel along the way. "Well," she says, "knowledge is power, they say, and I like to feel powerful." It's a poor excuse but it's the only one she's likely to have on the matter. "Would you like to walk with me back to the portal?"
she's a runner
rebel, and a stunner
rebel, and a stunner
