back and forth to calm the squall

The chime of metal as he snaps his fingers has Isla smiling and she doesn't know why, the noise ringing pleasantly in her ears. "A professional bodyguard and some cans on string," she draws, tilting her head across at him as if to consider the disparity between the two levels of technology. "I suppose we could give it a try." Varus is beside her before she can make the tea herself, his arm slipping around her shoulders so casually that she finds herself leaning into it despite herself. And then he's asking the real questions, and a silvery flush suffuses Isla's cheeks as she glances down towards his shoes. "Well," she begins, before smiling at her own foolishness and forcing her gaze to meet his own. "What are we doing?" she asks, shaking her head and trying again. "I mean... what are we, to each other? Because I like you. Quite a bit actually, and I know where I would like you to stay, but... if this is just... I don't want to make it weird." If it's just casual fun, she'd rather know now. ISLA when it's just the two of us, only the two of us, I could die