Isla
It stuns her, put simply, as Remi explains the nature of his immortality, and she ponders over it whilst she settles Mateo in his makeshift bed surrounded by bells and stained glass. Only once her hands are free and the boy is content does she step back, turning to wrap her arms around the alchemist in a firm hug. "You would never see it coming because it would never happen," she tells him gently, stepping back to smile up at him.
"Ludo might not cherish you the same way that other gods do towards their chosen. But I cherish you, and so does Ronin. So does Mateo. I'll come with you, if you're worried about visiting it." Obviously a wretched idea, given Ludo's penchant for wanting to obliterate Ascended, but the offer is always there for a dear friend.
Linking her arm through Remi's, Isla ushers them back towards the infirmary. "Come on," she says. "You've got a broken toe, and I'm going to make you let me bandage it up. And that's just a start."
"Ludo might not cherish you the same way that other gods do towards their chosen. But I cherish you, and so does Ronin. So does Mateo. I'll come with you, if you're worried about visiting it." Obviously a wretched idea, given Ludo's penchant for wanting to obliterate Ascended, but the offer is always there for a dear friend.
Linking her arm through Remi's, Isla ushers them back towards the infirmary. "Come on," she says. "You've got a broken toe, and I'm going to make you let me bandage it up. And that's just a start."
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
