Grinning, Isla clasped Jigano's hand back and nodded to him in greeting, though her grip was weak in his. The sunlight, it seemed, was still playing havoc with her. Luckily it didn't seem as though they were going to be doing much by way of fighting anything (hopefully). Nodding to their other two companions, she picked up a lantern even though she wouldn't need it, and prepared to follow Jigano down into the dark.
As they descended and the large hall appeared before them, Isla let out an impressed exhale, blinking up and around at the archways and the mirrors, before letting her gaze fall to the doors instead. "Perfect is the word I would use, too," she murmured in agreement with Sam, watching the other Ascended move to the second door and picking the first quite without thinking.
Wrinkling her nose at the scent of the rot, Isla grasped the handle and tried to give it a firm open. She didn't have much strength right now, but perhaps the sorry state of the thing would assist her?
As they descended and the large hall appeared before them, Isla let out an impressed exhale, blinking up and around at the archways and the mirrors, before letting her gaze fall to the doors instead. "Perfect is the word I would use, too," she murmured in agreement with Sam, watching the other Ascended move to the second door and picking the first quite without thinking.
Wrinkling her nose at the scent of the rot, Isla grasped the handle and tried to give it a firm open. She didn't have much strength right now, but perhaps the sorry state of the thing would assist her?
