Isla
"Mm, I suppose you ought to save some for Ludo," Isla agrees, rolling her eyes. "People are leaving candies on their doorsteps, right? We can leave some on mine and you can take the rest home," she suggests, smiling politely to the merchant as they hand over the paper bag with the treats inside. "Though I would prefer to be able to taste them and eat them all myself." And pass out in a sugar coma afterwards, of course.
Allowing Sunjata to take the bag, Isla begins to lead them away from the market providing the Flood doesn't have anything else he needs to get. "Mm, I don't know if this is infirmary worthy, unless you are planning to have a bad stomach," she says, hiding a laugh behind her hand. "Would you like to go back to my place? I don't think I have ever invited you over."
Allowing Sunjata to take the bag, Isla begins to lead them away from the market providing the Flood doesn't have anything else he needs to get. "Mm, I don't know if this is infirmary worthy, unless you are planning to have a bad stomach," she says, hiding a laugh behind her hand. "Would you like to go back to my place? I don't think I have ever invited you over."
we're gonna separate ourselves tonight
we're always running scared but holding knives
we're always running scared but holding knives
