ISLA
"Now that sounds like quite an idea," Isla murmurs with a grin, but like her fellow Ascended, she's currently more interested in the water rippling in the moonlight, and pretending to be freezing cold. Drawn momentarily by his description of how his metal arm correlates to the rest of his body, she smiles up at him and returns the squeeze against his fingers. For what it's worth, he seems to have the calibration just right currently; that's what her body is telling her in any case.
"You'll have to let me take a proper look at you again one of these days," she says with a playful bounce of her eyebrows, before throwing herself into this game of I am very cold.
Isla follows suit after Varus, making a show of tiptoeing into the water and letting out a peal of a scream-laugh, clutching at herself with her free arm as if to hug herself warmer. "I w-wonder h-h-how the f-fish survive," she exclaims, before gasping dramatically and 'falling' over something beneath the water, tugging them both into the depths.
"You'll have to let me take a proper look at you again one of these days," she says with a playful bounce of her eyebrows, before throwing herself into this game of I am very cold.
Isla follows suit after Varus, making a show of tiptoeing into the water and letting out a peal of a scream-laugh, clutching at herself with her free arm as if to hug herself warmer. "I w-wonder h-h-how the f-fish survive," she exclaims, before gasping dramatically and 'falling' over something beneath the water, tugging them both into the depths.
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
