back and forth to calm the squall

"It doesn't feel like it, but thank you," Isla says, managing a watery smile up at him and taking a shuddering breath out of reflex, as if that will help to steady her. And it does, but not as much as his presence, and she doesn't step away this time. Instead as his arm tightens around her, she leans up to kiss his cheek; the gesture has butterflies taking off in the pit of her stomach in a way she absolutely doesn't expect, and it's with a smile as sudden as it is bright that she presses another kiss to his lips. "People can't," she repeats softly. It's what Remi had said too, and Isla nods to herself, as if to force both of their sentiments to sink into her skin. "Oh? I quite liked your green shirt," she says with a playful smirk. "Where will you stay now? I... well, there isn't much room here, but you are welcome to the space until the infirmary is back up and running...?" ISLA when it's just the two of us, only the two of us, I could die