you're living make believe

Isla take your medicine "I don't know if it makes you selfish," Isla murmurs, smiling apologetically to Remi as he sets her down on the counter, her nose brushing against his. "I would take my time and I am me. You are quite worth exploring yourself." She lets her fingers graze across his cheeks, slipping briefly into his curls, before he's stepping away and Isla has to remind herself that, much as she enjoys this, she is still an Ascended. (And that's without even thinking about Varus). She smirks at the remark about the cups, reaching to open the cupboard above her head and withdraw two mugs, offering them out to him. "Voila," she murmurs, setting them down and reaching back into the cupboard to grab a jar of tea. "I think that will do us quite nicely, don't you?" Then, because it's Remi and she loves him and he's her best friend, she grabs the front of his shirt to pull him into a hug. "I'm glad you were here tonight."