Isla
The clinic looks much the same as it did once upon a time when they had just arrived at the Hollowed Grounds. Which is saying something for Isla's memory, given that it has been so long. Clean and airy if not a little on the cool side given the snow and the ice between the Grounds and the Greatwood, it is mostly empty for now. "Back here!" Isla's call is a bit distance - she's in one of the stock rooms - but at recognising the voice she of course comes dashing out.
Back in a medical coat with her hair pulled up into a high ponytail, Isla looks like a doctor again at least, and she smiles brightly to see Remi and Mateo. "You came!" She sweeps up to given them both a hug, kissing Remi's cheek and Mateo's messy curls. "And you brought an interesting arrangements of herbs and flowers." Bouncing her eyebrows at him, they both know who is responsible for it being so interesting, and she beckons both of them to follow her.
Back in a medical coat with her hair pulled up into a high ponytail, Isla looks like a doctor again at least, and she smiles brightly to see Remi and Mateo. "You came!" She sweeps up to given them both a hug, kissing Remi's cheek and Mateo's messy curls. "And you brought an interesting arrangements of herbs and flowers." Bouncing her eyebrows at him, they both know who is responsible for it being so interesting, and she beckons both of them to follow her.
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
