It's been a couple of days, and Isla lives and learns and gets on with things. Stiff upper lip, keep calm and carry on and all that twee bullshit. She has made a very rough go at an in-house infirmary in her living room; she can't house patients here and almost every piece of equipment she owns is nothing but ash and dust and rubble, but what she does have, she uses. ISLA when it's just the two of us, only the two of us, I could die |
back and forth to calm the squall
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the Remedy
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