Isla
"She would have followed you to the end of the earth," Isla counters, knowing that much from having been on the companion side of things. "And she's not really gone, as long as you still carry her with you. I know it doesn't really help you right now, but later maybe..." With a sad smile, she lets Haai's memory rest there for now, focusing more on the state of her patient.
And as Sunjata continues she's busy cleaning away blood and checking for infection and starting to dress the wounds on his neck, pebble blues flashing down just enough to see the road rash that's the equivalent of missing scales. Wincing, Isla nods gently. "You've been through the wars, haven't you?" she murmurs. "I've got some of that sleeping powder I made for you before. Do you want to take some before I go? You can get some proper rest, then."
And as Sunjata continues she's busy cleaning away blood and checking for infection and starting to dress the wounds on his neck, pebble blues flashing down just enough to see the road rash that's the equivalent of missing scales. Wincing, Isla nods gently. "You've been through the wars, haven't you?" she murmurs. "I've got some of that sleeping powder I made for you before. Do you want to take some before I go? You can get some proper rest, then."
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
