Though I've handled the wood, I still worship the flame
Something about being pre-programmed upsets the aviator's mind in ways he can't properly articulate just now. Later though, alone with his thoughts, he'll realize how close to being an ascended it makes them sound, and he'll lay awake wondering if that's such a bad thing.
Feeling flushed and dehydrated despite his concerted efforts to regularly drink from his bottle, the attuned nods. Stars flash before his eyes briefly, such that when he looks at Isla all he can see are shimmering horns and an aura of gold interspersed with blossoms of white. "I'm not used to this kind of heat." He admits apologetically, and as he gets to his feet, he stumbles a step. Reaching out for the palm tree he'd been leaning against, Everest closes his eyes against the way it feels as if his feet are in the sand and a wave is trying to pull him out to sea.
"I'm alright." He offers instinctively, having been around healer-types like his mother and Mateo enough to know even with his eyes closed, that Isla was likely going to be concerned. Hating the way it made him feel like a burden, he forced his eyes open and tried to offer the medic a tight-lipped smile that looked more strangled than reassuring.
Feeling flushed and dehydrated despite his concerted efforts to regularly drink from his bottle, the attuned nods. Stars flash before his eyes briefly, such that when he looks at Isla all he can see are shimmering horns and an aura of gold interspersed with blossoms of white. "I'm not used to this kind of heat." He admits apologetically, and as he gets to his feet, he stumbles a step. Reaching out for the palm tree he'd been leaning against, Everest closes his eyes against the way it feels as if his feet are in the sand and a wave is trying to pull him out to sea.
"I'm alright." He offers instinctively, having been around healer-types like his mother and Mateo enough to know even with his eyes closed, that Isla was likely going to be concerned. Hating the way it made him feel like a burden, he forced his eyes open and tried to offer the medic a tight-lipped smile that looked more strangled than reassuring.
