ISLA
Isla can only shrug bashfully at that; it's not necessarily a bad thing, she supposes, that he already knows the sort of advice she's likely to give. Maybe that means Sunjata will be more likely to take that advice, if it comes flying his way. Already she can feel her shoulders start to relax, slipping her hands away from the Flood's to let him sit back and consider things. And what he proposes suits her very, very well indeed.
"You know, my current title seems to cover that nicely already," she remarks with a crooked smile. "An Overseer. But if you think that would suit you more, I will be the Mender for the Hollowed Grounds. I did wonder if you wanted to be our Governor though, honestly." Laughing to herself, Isla slouches back as well. "No, that sounds good, Jata. It... I think you will be good for this place, I really do."
"You know, my current title seems to cover that nicely already," she remarks with a crooked smile. "An Overseer. But if you think that would suit you more, I will be the Mender for the Hollowed Grounds. I did wonder if you wanted to be our Governor though, honestly." Laughing to herself, Isla slouches back as well. "No, that sounds good, Jata. It... I think you will be good for this place, I really do."
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
