Isla
Her lips part to object - he can't just count it because he says he does! - but then the conversation becomes a good deal more serious, and Isla's expression turns thoughtful. "Oh, I see," she says softly, before reaching up to draw an imaginary cross over her heart. "Well, Cal. I'll make sure I keep that to myself for you." She doesn't need to sigh, but the motion is a habit by now. "They say another war is coming, so it could be that your skills will be of use very soon." But I hope not is something she decides not to say.
Lost in the prospect of what fighting will do to her friends on both sides of this, Isla blinks herself back to the moment to find that Cal is getting to his feet. She follows suit automatically, though it's on the tip of her tongue to tell him he can stay if he likes. But he gets the impression that perhaps the scans he wants to perform are best done alone, so she offers him a gentle smile and a nod.
"You weren't bothering me, but if you want to go back to the infirmary, I'll see you in the morning when I get there?" she suggests.
Lost in the prospect of what fighting will do to her friends on both sides of this, Isla blinks herself back to the moment to find that Cal is getting to his feet. She follows suit automatically, though it's on the tip of her tongue to tell him he can stay if he likes. But he gets the impression that perhaps the scans he wants to perform are best done alone, so she offers him a gentle smile and a nod.
"You weren't bothering me, but if you want to go back to the infirmary, I'll see you in the morning when I get there?" she suggests.
passing by, you light up my darkest skies
you take only seconds to draw me in
you take only seconds to draw me in
