Isla
"Is that so? I'll be sure to keep that in mind for the future," Isla says with a soft smile, grinning to her patient and perhaps new friend. "And you don't know that the dragons weren't wicked stepmothers to their kin, do you?" She bounces her eyebrows at him, before the matter turns slightly more morbid.
"Honestly, I'd have preferred exploding to death. When I died it felt a lot more intimate," she says with a wrinkling of her nose, before holding her hands out over his. They hover there, not touching. "You're absolutely peachy," she confirms. "I just... haven't had to use this much, so it's good practice."
He doesn't have to do anything, as Amun will soon realise, Isla activating her healing upgrade to let the effects wash through him. "Ta da!"
"Honestly, I'd have preferred exploding to death. When I died it felt a lot more intimate," she says with a wrinkling of her nose, before holding her hands out over his. They hover there, not touching. "You're absolutely peachy," she confirms. "I just... haven't had to use this much, so it's good practice."
He doesn't have to do anything, as Amun will soon realise, Isla activating her healing upgrade to let the effects wash through him. "Ta da!"
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
