Make me understand

Isla was not certain, in truth, whether Remi had told her of this friend of his (her night had been an understandable muddle as well, after all). As he explained, though... She nodded. "Samuel," she murmured. "He came to me, to ask whether or not I would be able to reverse his condition. I had only been a few days Ascended myself, so I... was not able to offer much, only that what we had been through seemed rather permanent." Reaching out, Isla accepted the upgrade and turned it this way and that in her hands, though something within her balked at the mere idea of holding it. Like if it got too close to her skin it might... She wrinkled her nose and offered it back to Remi, listening closely at his explanation of what he had done and what the Voice had said. Sitting across from him, she sighed and drummed her fingers upon the desk. "Quite," she agreed, smiling and shrugging her shoulders. "From what I can see, it seems quite suited for the purpose. Though I don't know what help you think I might be able to give...?" ISLA Hush now, I'm here