back and forth to calm the squall

She sets the book down on the counter just as he steps forward again, and Isla folds into the embrace without a word. It's foolish to cry - it helps nothing and it changes even less, and yet now that the dam has broken she can't seem to stop. "I won't give you any spoilers this time," she assures him, her voice muffled against his shirt. "I made it out, but there were patients in there too. They died, they couldn't escape." Sniffling, she glances up just enough to be able to look at him properly, wiping at her eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm not usually like this," she murmurs, before a small frown suddenly flickers across her face, followed by a dawning horror. "Oh, all of your belongings were there, that's right. I ought to have asked about them when I was there this morning..." ISLA when it's just the two of us, only the two of us, I could die