when it's just the two of us, only the two of us
Isla hums her agreement and nods, though her gaze drops to the floor. Things are always going to be difficult, but she has to take her role as Overseer seriously if nothing else. "I do not trust either of them," she admits, regarding Deimos and Noah. "They were responsible for a coup on Halo prior to any of this happening. They are as bad as any Ascended they try to blame. And it is still hearsay, radical accusations or not."
Mention of Remi, however, seems to strike her like a physical blow, and Isla inhales deeply even though she doesn't need the breath any longer. "Then I suggest you speak to Neron, perhaps. Not that speaking to him will change anything. If there is trouble from Halo on its way, I will wait for it to arrive via their leadership," she mumbles. "...I am quite busy, Darkeye. I'm sorry to cut this short, but I will need to be on my way."
Mention of Remi, however, seems to strike her like a physical blow, and Isla inhales deeply even though she doesn't need the breath any longer. "Then I suggest you speak to Neron, perhaps. Not that speaking to him will change anything. If there is trouble from Halo on its way, I will wait for it to arrive via their leadership," she mumbles. "...I am quite busy, Darkeye. I'm sorry to cut this short, but I will need to be on my way."
i could die
Isla
