Isla
"No, it has not," Isla murmurs, blinking quickly and considering staring up at the sun to try and stop the flow of her tears, because she knows if she lets them start beyond the emotion that has already escaped, she won't be able to stop. As Remi continues, that becomes a great deal more difficult as one can probably imagine, and Isla forces a deep breath in and out before she continues.
"I shouldn't have brought it up," she says, almost apologetically. "I just didn't expect you to kill me twice. Once as a companion, once from your whole life." Isla has been in Caido for less than a decade and has died three times in as much time. "You didn't even let me say goodbye back."
But he's right - he isn't the same man as the one she'd lost, and if she thought it would achieve anything she might have hit him for it. But there's no point. Her Remi is gone, and there's no getting him back. "I live in King's End now. In case you want somewhere to avoid."
"I shouldn't have brought it up," she says, almost apologetically. "I just didn't expect you to kill me twice. Once as a companion, once from your whole life." Isla has been in Caido for less than a decade and has died three times in as much time. "You didn't even let me say goodbye back."
But he's right - he isn't the same man as the one she'd lost, and if she thought it would achieve anything she might have hit him for it. But there's no point. Her Remi is gone, and there's no getting him back. "I live in King's End now. In case you want somewhere to avoid."
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
