A scalpel's kiss is sweeter than you think

"That it does, Remi," Isla agreed with a sigh, shaking her head and deciding that she really didn't need to see any more, at least not yet. Carefully she folded the skin back in place, retrieving a hooked needle and the sutures that she would use to close the incisions once more. Having no working knowledge of magic, especially magic outside of healing, she couldn't really comment on his assumptions. He could very well be right, and she said as much with her nod as she worked. "Would that we could see a body that has been disintegrated, or one that has had all life drained from it," she commented ruefully. "For now, though, this one girl has opened up a thousand mysteries with but three cuts to her abdomen." Falling quiet for a few moments to concentrate, Isla responded to Remi's surprise with an equally as uncertain 'mmhm', before finally taking a break to speak up. "Yes - she was only found earlier today. Those who brought her in were even hopeful I might be able to do something to save her, but she was already dead by then. I didn't think to ask if she was breathing when they found her." Isla the flesh is weak