when it's just the two of us, only the two of us
The Prince offers Sunjata a polite enough smile at their introductions, dipping into a shallow brow before straightening up once more. "No, I am the one who ought to apologise. I was very much not myself back then. The centuries drive one quite mad, when there is nothing to act as a tether to reality." And evidently, Isla has become that new tether. She smiles between them as they exchange words, before her eyebrows raise at Sunjata's request.
"Big news, huh? Hopefully you're not about to tell me that the war is about to start," Isla says with a grin, beckoning for him to follow her back into the ruins. "Do you mind if we talk while I keep looking through this house? I'm trying to find something for a quest for the Voice," she says. In the meantime, the Prince goes back to clearing the path around them, leaving them to it.
"Big news, huh? Hopefully you're not about to tell me that the war is about to start," Isla says with a grin, beckoning for him to follow her back into the ruins. "Do you mind if we talk while I keep looking through this house? I'm trying to find something for a quest for the Voice," she says. In the meantime, the Prince goes back to clearing the path around them, leaving them to it.
i could die
Isla
