My sweetest friend

She waited, quietly and calmly beside the luxere as Remi stumbled through the snow towards the healer's corpse. One of her hands remained on the warm flank of the deer, which had started to nervously paw the ground at the obvious signs of Remi's distress. Still Ludo wore Isla's face, even as the facade came crumbling down around them, and it even had the decency to look solemn when the alchemist finally turned to glance over his shoulder. "You would never have found her otherwise. And if you had, you would have never gotten back alive without the Luxere. I do not intend to mock, Remi. Not tonight." One would not be blamed for thinking LongNight to be Ludo's, but it was not so. It did not approve of such a tactless end for those it watched. LUDO she's still here if you believe it hard enough