Isla
"She's a good person, from my experiences of her," Isla murmurs with a gentle nod, unsurprised to hear that the Wraith had been so dedicated for one of her fellow Ascended. "Have you been to a shrine yet?" she wonders. "I haven't, not since I got back... I keep meaning to. I should say my thanks properly."
Pebble blue eyes track the way he sinks into the sofa, the way his fingers start to dance across the square of blanket that she likes to favour often, and there's no need to make a mention of it. She'd offered, and if Varus wants to take her up on that offer, that's all there is to it. "I thought so too. Perhaps I could knit you a whole new arm? Whatever colour you like," she suggests.
Strategy sounds just as boring to Isla as medical texts do to Varus, but they can agree on a good mystery at least. Lounging in the chair now, she scoffs and shakes her head to him. "Busy mind gives me less time to dwell on things. It's easy to slip into brooding when you have all the time in the world, you know?" Gods, if only she did. "You're as corny as they come, aren't you? How about a romantic thriller?"
Pebble blue eyes track the way he sinks into the sofa, the way his fingers start to dance across the square of blanket that she likes to favour often, and there's no need to make a mention of it. She'd offered, and if Varus wants to take her up on that offer, that's all there is to it. "I thought so too. Perhaps I could knit you a whole new arm? Whatever colour you like," she suggests.
Strategy sounds just as boring to Isla as medical texts do to Varus, but they can agree on a good mystery at least. Lounging in the chair now, she scoffs and shakes her head to him. "Busy mind gives me less time to dwell on things. It's easy to slip into brooding when you have all the time in the world, you know?" Gods, if only she did. "You're as corny as they come, aren't you? How about a romantic thriller?"
passing by, you light up my darkest skies
you take only seconds to draw me in
you take only seconds to draw me in
