Shoot the Messenger

I'll stay here with you until this dream is gone

"Sam." Remi said sternly now, far more stern than he meant. "Is she still out there? Her body?" The way his body had sunk down onto his folded legs now rose slightly, muscles coiling and ready for action. Already his mind had leaped ahead. He couldn't ask Vai to come, not when she was now their only healer. Ronin would have to stay with Aoife. He'd have Sam tell Vai where he went, and if he flew fast enough and high enough, surely he'd be safe. They hadn't seen anything in the skies yet, after all.

Focusing on Sam now, Remi tilted his head slightly. "What is hard to explain?" He asked, unsure if this was relevant to Isla's death, or if it was just Sam unable to describe what had happened accurately. Remi's patience began to slip ever so slightly. If there was a chance, he needed to go. He needed to find Isla.