ISLA
Oh! I think I understand... Isla says, though her joy at seeing all of Remi's tentacles go dancing and flailing around is absolute through the bond. Still, she follows suit, pumping down all of her limbs at once to go shooting through the water after him. He'll feel her elation, her sense of utter freedom and buoyancy as they dive and spin in the enormity of the Arclight; she hopes her laughter doesn't bother him too much.
Still, she quietens as they reach the very edge of the underwater volcano, Isla drifting to a halt to listen, to watch. And then she seizes a small rock (read: an enormous boulder) from the sea floor and lobs it at him with one of her arms. Come on, worry bones. We can explore that another time, let's have some fun.
Still, she quietens as they reach the very edge of the underwater volcano, Isla drifting to a halt to listen, to watch. And then she seizes a small rock (read: an enormous boulder) from the sea floor and lobs it at him with one of her arms. Come on, worry bones. We can explore that another time, let's have some fun.
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
