Isla
It's more amazing that Remi was able to get back from where he went, honestly; given exactly where he's been, Isla's impressed that he's here at all. Still, that only proves the fierce love that he has for his son, and she smiles back down to Mateo as his father steps back, protective as ever. "It will only be for a moment, I promise," she says to him with a warm smile, moving forward so she's near enough at the side of the bed anyway, just in case the boy does take a tumble.
Isla looks at the boy. And then she looks, engaging with her optical upgrade to see within, to check to make sure he doesn't have any hidden injuries or abnormalities. It takes only half a minute at the most before she's happy, reaching out to tickle him under the chin and straighten up again. "He's absolutely perfect," she gushes, giving Remi a nudge. "Go ahead. Then it's your turn."
Isla looks at the boy. And then she looks, engaging with her optical upgrade to see within, to check to make sure he doesn't have any hidden injuries or abnormalities. It takes only half a minute at the most before she's happy, reaching out to tickle him under the chin and straighten up again. "He's absolutely perfect," she gushes, giving Remi a nudge. "Go ahead. Then it's your turn."
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
