would that I could

"If you do that, the next time you come to learn anything from me in this infirmary is going to be positively hellish for you," Isla says affectionately, though her voice is muffled against his chest and the fabric of his shirt. "The rest sounds lovely, though. I'll bring all of the supplies - you just bring your knowledge and yourself." Nodding, he's not the only one who makes no move to step away, and Isla lets her hands press gently down the length of Remi's back; both an act of comfort and to check for any other injuries she might have missed. Chuckling at his remark, Isla peeks up at him with an incredulous raise of her brow. "I have no idea if that was an innuendo or not, but it could be taken in so many ways," she informs him, turning her cheek to rest her head properly against his chest. "I love you, Remi. I want you to try and take care of yourself, okay?" Isla the flesh is weak