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Quite how Isla has had such a busy day she isn't certain, but she's actually quietly relieved when the client leaves her office. Appearing in the doorway in her medic's attire, she's still taking off her gloves when she notices Nate. Needing no sleep and feeling no surges of adrenaline that are unasked for, it is will a peculiar stillness that both Ascended stand, nary a hair's breadth from one another. Then, of course, the moment splinters and Isla offers her fellow doctor a warm smile. "Hello, Nate," she greets, reaching up to straighten her hair in its high ponytail. What can I do for you? Is everything..." Of course she notices the difference in his appearance, the medic stepping out of her office properly to regard him. "Would you like to come in?" she asks. ISLA when it's just the two of us, only the two of us, I could die