Isla
"Mm... not usually, but in this season and Leafchange I do see more injuries than usual from farmers trying to plant or harvest. Though I'm not sure how much longer that will be the case. Are there all that many left in the Hollowed Grounds who are not Ascended?" Isla wonders; it would be sad to lose that diversity, she thinks, but she also supposes that it makes sense with how things are panning out.
Little does the medic know that how things are panning out is precisely the nature of Sam's visit, and she settles in the comfortable seat opposite him to hear what he has to say. As he begins to speak her expression becomes curious, at first, and then pleasantly surprised, Isla already nodding even before Sam has finished. "Yes," she all but gushes. "Yes, that is something I believe in. What a wonderful idea, Sam. How do you plan on going about things?"
Little does the medic know that how things are panning out is precisely the nature of Sam's visit, and she settles in the comfortable seat opposite him to hear what he has to say. As he begins to speak her expression becomes curious, at first, and then pleasantly surprised, Isla already nodding even before Sam has finished. "Yes," she all but gushes. "Yes, that is something I believe in. What a wonderful idea, Sam. How do you plan on going about things?"
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
