Isla
She's honestly a little surprised to see them given their abilities, but as Azrael explains it quickly becomes clear to Isla just why they haven't decided to heal themselves. "I see," she murmurs, offering a kind smile and collecting a few things from the overhead cupboard, as well as slipping her pen light from her pocket.
"Well I'm glad you came straight here," she tells them, shifting to sit down before them. "I'll see if I can get your arm set, and then any healing that you do ought to be pretty straight-forward. Do you mind if I just take a look in your eyes with my light a second? It was given to me by the Voice, and it will let me look at your systems, see what's going on in there."
Holding up the light, she waits for them to be ready before proceeding with the exam. "You know, I once dropped a kitchen knife right onto my foot without socks," she says conversationally, as if to make them feel better about it.
"Well I'm glad you came straight here," she tells them, shifting to sit down before them. "I'll see if I can get your arm set, and then any healing that you do ought to be pretty straight-forward. Do you mind if I just take a look in your eyes with my light a second? It was given to me by the Voice, and it will let me look at your systems, see what's going on in there."
Holding up the light, she waits for them to be ready before proceeding with the exam. "You know, I once dropped a kitchen knife right onto my foot without socks," she says conversationally, as if to make them feel better about it.
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
