ISLA
Isla opens her mouth to continue the conversation only for Nate to realise how gone the merchant is, and she'd have laughed if he looked at all like it was funny. And so instead, noting the nuances in his expression that suggests this is about more than just turnips, she holds out a hand for the basket of them. "If you leave them with me, I'll see if I can try and trade them for orange ones? I'll drop them by when I've got them," she says.
As for the rest of the bounty somehow balanced in his arms, the medic smiles softly and tilts her head. "Do you need some help getting it home and putting it away?" she asks. "I've only got two arms, but I promise I'm more than capable. I was just getting herbs to restock the infirmary." And she should probably get some food as well, thinking of it.
Taken aback by the whipcrack of his reaction, Isla is left blinking up at him, smiling uncertainly. "Is that what Sunjata calls it?" she wonders. "Is everything okay?"
As for the rest of the bounty somehow balanced in his arms, the medic smiles softly and tilts her head. "Do you need some help getting it home and putting it away?" she asks. "I've only got two arms, but I promise I'm more than capable. I was just getting herbs to restock the infirmary." And she should probably get some food as well, thinking of it.
Taken aback by the whipcrack of his reaction, Isla is left blinking up at him, smiling uncertainly. "Is that what Sunjata calls it?" she wonders. "Is everything okay?"
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
