Isla
Laughing warmly through the bond, Isla noses against the sand in a gesture that's similar to the shaking of her head. No, but I did consider it. It was the middle of the night and we were deep out at sea, though, so there weren't all that many ships around. Or perhaps she'd just been busy enjoying the sheer, vast space of it all. What shift would you want to get next, if you could choose? she wonders.
Surfacing as well to catch a breath, she playfully splashes at Locke before diving back beneath the waves. I have never seen a ghost whale. Do they think we are tasty? She's teasing, but honestly, it doesn't sound all that fun. Let's follow the manta, but if it goes too far out we'll turn back, she suggests.
Surfacing as well to catch a breath, she playfully splashes at Locke before diving back beneath the waves. I have never seen a ghost whale. Do they think we are tasty? She's teasing, but honestly, it doesn't sound all that fun. Let's follow the manta, but if it goes too far out we'll turn back, she suggests.
I'll take a bruise, I know you're worth it
When you hit me, hit me hard
When you hit me, hit me hard
