Isla
A soft smile curls across her lips at the daisy he nestles in her hair, her fingers reaching up to dance along the cool metal of his hand, Isla leaning into the touch as if imagining she can feel it all properly. "Mm," she says unhelpfully, neither agreeing nor disagreeing with his point, and eventually she does nod her acceptance of it all. "It's a shame we can't even ask the Voice until the end of the season," she mumbles; an explanation would be reassuring if nothing else. She hates the not knowing of it all.
Then Varus asks the question they both know is on her mind, and her gaze drops towards the ground. Slowly, she nods to him. "Yes," she whispers. "Remi can only be killed by someone that he loves. And unless his feelings towards me have changed drastically, I'm worried that if the Voice were to try and take me over to hurt him..." Isla shakes her head. He knows the end of that sentence.
Then Varus asks the question they both know is on her mind, and her gaze drops towards the ground. Slowly, she nods to him. "Yes," she whispers. "Remi can only be killed by someone that he loves. And unless his feelings towards me have changed drastically, I'm worried that if the Voice were to try and take me over to hurt him..." Isla shakes her head. He knows the end of that sentence.
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
