Isla
"That is all I can ask of you," Isla says with a cheeky grin, satisfied with that compromise at least. Her bundle of joy is an entirely different matter, and the medic winces a bit, though it's not entirely in embarrassment. "Actually he's a relic. His name is the Prince," she explains. "That Prince - the one who lurked around in the ruins. But he doesn't look that way any more, he looks like a person."
Which... none of that probably helps, to be honest. But whatever. Isla is far more interested in the story about Amun's near death experience. "How curious," she says. "I didn't think we were able to be affected by anything like that..." Unless the creatures in the Hollowed Grounds are evolving now so that they could target Ascended. "Well whatever it was, it doesn't seem to have done you any permanent damage."
Which... none of that probably helps, to be honest. But whatever. Isla is far more interested in the story about Amun's near death experience. "How curious," she says. "I didn't think we were able to be affected by anything like that..." Unless the creatures in the Hollowed Grounds are evolving now so that they could target Ascended. "Well whatever it was, it doesn't seem to have done you any permanent damage."
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
