when it's just the two of us, only the two of us
"Of course I feel the same," Isla mumbles with another kiss to his throat. "It just never feels like the right time to confess your love when war could break out at any moment, right?" Smiling up at Varus, she leans in to brush her lips against the corner of his mouth, relaxing further in his lap despite the fact that everything is still going to hell.
Quietly charmed by his response, Isla sits up enough so she can look at Varus properly, as if trying to imagine him with a hammer and overalls. "I can see it," she says with a chuckle. "Why not both? Builder by day, musician by night. Though I bet your voice is wonderful." And she's definitely going to make him sing, just for that.
"Do you think you'd stay in the Grounds?" she asks, happy to indulge in what ifs. "There's so much of Caido out there... and so many things in it. I still can' believe that deity was found out in the desert."
Quietly charmed by his response, Isla sits up enough so she can look at Varus properly, as if trying to imagine him with a hammer and overalls. "I can see it," she says with a chuckle. "Why not both? Builder by day, musician by night. Though I bet your voice is wonderful." And she's definitely going to make him sing, just for that.
"Do you think you'd stay in the Grounds?" she asks, happy to indulge in what ifs. "There's so much of Caido out there... and so many things in it. I still can' believe that deity was found out in the desert."
i could die
Isla
