when it's just the two of us, only the two of us
Isla can do little more than nod sympathetically in response to Remi's groan, and she peers out at the sea where the horizon is more purple and blue now than amber, and the night starts to close in. She bites her lip at the alchemist's question, though it is absolutely more than fair for him to ask, and she glances across at him at last with a small smile. "I am not in charge yet, so nothing is set in stone. You aren't banned, no. But I might have to implement what the rest of the Ascended decide they need, when the time comes."
Realising that doesn't help, Isla lets out an awkward laugh. "For now, if you could let me know in advance, I would really appreciate it. If nothing else, it gives me time to make sure that no one will be waiting to shoot arrows at you, or whatnot. I know it won't kill you, but I imagine it'll be quite the inconvenience. Is that alright? I don't... I don't want to stop seeing you, Remi. I miss you."
Realising that doesn't help, Isla lets out an awkward laugh. "For now, if you could let me know in advance, I would really appreciate it. If nothing else, it gives me time to make sure that no one will be waiting to shoot arrows at you, or whatnot. I know it won't kill you, but I imagine it'll be quite the inconvenience. Is that alright? I don't... I don't want to stop seeing you, Remi. I miss you."
i could die
Isla
