the skin of a predator

Isla take your medicine "Much as I still believe you are cut out for leadership, that doesn't fill me with delight," Isla says dryly, offering him a lopsided smile. That shouldn't come as much of a surprise, she thinks, given the nature of his upbringing and what she's discovered about it. As they walk and Sunjata continues, the Remedy lets out a soft laugh, assuming they're still joking around with hypotheticals. "Well, I imagine the Hollowed Grounds will be in more of a defensive position throughout the war," she murmurs, basing her judgement purely on the efforts they've put in so far. "And I know that Nate is going to have to be involved, so I suppose if he is happy to do that, then there wouldn't be an issue. And the council would be there to support anyway, so..." Trailing off and raising an eyebrow up at Sunjata, Isla tilts her head. "You're serious about this, aren't you?"