Isla
"Mm. I like to think that it was," Isla says, though sharing the intimate details of her patients' deaths is not something for idle conversation, and so she lets the subject drop. Not that the next one is any better, and her brow furrows as she considers the events in the Slagveld. "It still seems like an awful lot to happen at the same time, doesn't it?" she mumbles. Personal vendetta or not, this certainly won't help matters with the Ascended or anything else.
Isla is more than happy to leave that train of thought behind - not only that but it is a pleasure to talk of her work and to impart that knowledge to somebody else. So she starts with the basics she's spoken about. "Unfortunately we don't have the advantage of someone rushing in here conveniently with a broken bone to set, so I'll sketch it out as best I can," she says with a smile, doing just that whilst explaining the process; the splint, the method, the aftercare.
"Suturing is something I can teach, though that is a lesson all by itself. Perhaps anoher time, I can come and just teach you how to stitch a wound shut?" she offers.
Isla is more than happy to leave that train of thought behind - not only that but it is a pleasure to talk of her work and to impart that knowledge to somebody else. So she starts with the basics she's spoken about. "Unfortunately we don't have the advantage of someone rushing in here conveniently with a broken bone to set, so I'll sketch it out as best I can," she says with a smile, doing just that whilst explaining the process; the splint, the method, the aftercare.
"Suturing is something I can teach, though that is a lesson all by itself. Perhaps anoher time, I can come and just teach you how to stitch a wound shut?" she offers.
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
