ISLA
"Are you sure? I could... oh, wait. Of course. Never mind." Isla smiles gently to him, reaching out to give his arm a gentle pat in a silent apology. It seems obvious that he wouldn't want to go anywhere run by Nate, and the medic forces herself not to press the issue or try to insist on examining his hands. Remi isn't the only one trying to figure out the line between friendship and not. "Hm? Yes, it seems as though the fire was put out soon after it started, at the Wren Society. They were very lucky."
Unike her own place of work, it seemed.
Then Remi speaks about the shrine and her head shakes softly, Isla tucking a wind tossed curl behind her ears and offering him a gentle smile. "No, not yet," she murmurs. "It seems as though everyone is very anti Ascended at the moment, doesn't it?" her sigh is a sad one. "I will bring everything to the shrine in the Hollowed Grounds, it's alright." Unless someone has set that on fire too.
Unike her own place of work, it seemed.
Then Remi speaks about the shrine and her head shakes softly, Isla tucking a wind tossed curl behind her ears and offering him a gentle smile. "No, not yet," she murmurs. "It seems as though everyone is very anti Ascended at the moment, doesn't it?" her sigh is a sad one. "I will bring everything to the shrine in the Hollowed Grounds, it's alright." Unless someone has set that on fire too.
she's a runner
rebel, and a stunner
rebel, and a stunner
