Isla
"I'm glad you think so. You're the first person to visit who isn't already from the Hollowed Grounds - and I value your opinion more than most, though I believe you're well aware of that already." Isla winks to him, arranging the flowers (and other stuff) in a vase and swooping down to tickle at Mateo's cheek, like she can distract him from wanting to wiggle and squirm around.
She's just getting her equipment together and pulling a stool over to sit before the bed when Remi mentions teleporting through the boy, and she blinks at him with pebble blues that are simultaneously worried and very, very curious. "You're going to have to explain a little more than that. But of course, I can check him over. I'd say that from his temperament he's doing quite well, though."
She's just getting her equipment together and pulling a stool over to sit before the bed when Remi mentions teleporting through the boy, and she blinks at him with pebble blues that are simultaneously worried and very, very curious. "You're going to have to explain a little more than that. But of course, I can check him over. I'd say that from his temperament he's doing quite well, though."
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
