Isla
"I didn't do you any harm," Isla protests, her voice a bit muffled where she's holding a strip of dressing between her teeth. She of course doesn't intend to use it on Remi - it's spare from the cleaning - but she doesn't have any spare hands. Once she has patched up his chest and torso, she finally sits back and smiles to him, booping him on the nose for good measure.
The Feverlands? Her eyebrows arch to hear the name of somewhere so different from the tiny box she's found herself in, the medic already looking as though she's mentally packing her belongings to leave with him... but she hesitates.
"I can't. Not just yet, at least. The Ascended are trying to get rid of the LongNight monsters, and there's so much to do here..." She sighs. "It feels like I just arrived all over again, you know?"
The Feverlands? Her eyebrows arch to hear the name of somewhere so different from the tiny box she's found herself in, the medic already looking as though she's mentally packing her belongings to leave with him... but she hesitates.
"I can't. Not just yet, at least. The Ascended are trying to get rid of the LongNight monsters, and there's so much to do here..." She sighs. "It feels like I just arrived all over again, you know?"
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
