Isla listened with interest as Jigano spoke of his own world and its relationship to deities - whilst it was difficult for her to imagine, she didn't - couldn't - disbelieve it. And with that in mind, talk of other worlds where gods were active meddlers (as they seemed to be here, too) was profoundly interesting to her curious mind.
"How many gods watched over your world?" she asked, patting her pocket to make sure the seed pods were still safe and smiling at his continued condolences. Isla offered him a polite nod in acceptance - whilst the grief had hit her harder in her youth, she tried to distance herself from it now given how close to death she walked each day. A smile flickered across her lips and she racked her memory to try and pinpoint the moment where she was dropped into Caido.
"Maybe," she agreed. "As far as I remember I was just... working. And suddenly I was here instead." Jigano rose to his feet as well and Isla stepped closer - while their tests seemed to be inconclusive for the most part, the blooms still gave off a decent amount of light. But they would likely need more suitable tools before transplanting one of them to the Sanctuary. Perhaps they ought to come back another time?
Her attention was drawn back to the pale haired man as he began to speak of his own family, Isla's expression softening. "I'm very sorry to hear that," she murmured, both about his parents and hearing that he had lost his magic by falling through into this new world. "I don't know how helpful it would be, but I could teach you some basic field medicine to make up for it?"
"How many gods watched over your world?" she asked, patting her pocket to make sure the seed pods were still safe and smiling at his continued condolences. Isla offered him a polite nod in acceptance - whilst the grief had hit her harder in her youth, she tried to distance herself from it now given how close to death she walked each day. A smile flickered across her lips and she racked her memory to try and pinpoint the moment where she was dropped into Caido.
"Maybe," she agreed. "As far as I remember I was just... working. And suddenly I was here instead." Jigano rose to his feet as well and Isla stepped closer - while their tests seemed to be inconclusive for the most part, the blooms still gave off a decent amount of light. But they would likely need more suitable tools before transplanting one of them to the Sanctuary. Perhaps they ought to come back another time?
Her attention was drawn back to the pale haired man as he began to speak of his own family, Isla's expression softening. "I'm very sorry to hear that," she murmured, both about his parents and hearing that he had lost his magic by falling through into this new world. "I don't know how helpful it would be, but I could teach you some basic field medicine to make up for it?"
