when it's just the two of us, only the two of us
Isla doesn't quite flinch at the angry and scuttling tome, but her sensors rise to the alarm with something similar. With one hand already tipped with blades, she's surprised to find the book doing a double-take - and then she realises why. Lips parting and a gracious smile curling across her lips, Isla bows her head respectfully in greeting to her goddess.
"Far too long," she admits. "I wanted to say thank you, first of all, for allowing so many to come back. It is not an opportunity I plan to waste. Which brings me to my visit." Isla glances up at the Voice. "With so many of the Hollowed Grounds inhabited by Ascended, I am finding that I need to cater my work more and more to my brothers and sisters. I know how to diagnose, to treat, to perform surgery - but my tools are somewhat lacking. Would I be able to get something to better help diagnose Ascended?"
"Far too long," she admits. "I wanted to say thank you, first of all, for allowing so many to come back. It is not an opportunity I plan to waste. Which brings me to my visit." Isla glances up at the Voice. "With so many of the Hollowed Grounds inhabited by Ascended, I am finding that I need to cater my work more and more to my brothers and sisters. I know how to diagnose, to treat, to perform surgery - but my tools are somewhat lacking. Would I be able to get something to better help diagnose Ascended?"
i could die
Isla
