when it's just the two of us, only the two of us
Isla returns the smile, just as weary but appreciating the sentiment nevertheless. "That isn't a bad idea. I always saw the lack of windows as protection for those Ascended who could not handle the light very well, but I suppose needs must." Blackout curtains wouldn't be too difficult a feature to install either, in retrospect.
It isn't a reassurance, to have Nephele agree with her, if only because it does prove that this was a deliberate act of arson against those already sick and wounded. Isla nods sadly, rubbing at the back of her neck. "I will certainly keep that in mind," she murmurs. "Thank you, though. For your offer of help, and for stopping by to see me. I hope that your injuries heal quickly - and as I said, if you do need anything... well, you know where I am."
Little does she know that this works in Nephele's favour in more than one way.
It isn't a reassurance, to have Nephele agree with her, if only because it does prove that this was a deliberate act of arson against those already sick and wounded. Isla nods sadly, rubbing at the back of her neck. "I will certainly keep that in mind," she murmurs. "Thank you, though. For your offer of help, and for stopping by to see me. I hope that your injuries heal quickly - and as I said, if you do need anything... well, you know where I am."
Little does she know that this works in Nephele's favour in more than one way.
i could die
Isla
