ISLA
Isla listens quietly by as they walk, as if Nate isn't telling her something that's traumatic and weird and arguably not the sort of thing that should be casual conversation, but it is now, because war. The streets are empty and quiet, luckily, giving room for the Lone Ranger to walk with all of his items, and without anyone to spy on them - not that they'd likely bother, given that the majority of those in the Grounds are Ascended these days.
"It feels like someone should have handed you a sort of Welcome Back To Life pack, with everything you need to know, right?" She hazards a smile up at him. "Is Sunjata able to fill in any of the immediate gaps? I can help with the Stormbreak aftermath, though I'm not sure how much it would help. Those feelings will still be there."
Relics, bizarrely, are an easier topic, and the smile on Isla's face becomes sly as she rolls a shoulder in a shrug. "We are thinking that we sneak into Stormbreak and take it. Sooner, rather than later. Wessex, Amun and I need to find out where it is first, obviously. But if we do figure that out, do you want to join us?"
"It feels like someone should have handed you a sort of Welcome Back To Life pack, with everything you need to know, right?" She hazards a smile up at him. "Is Sunjata able to fill in any of the immediate gaps? I can help with the Stormbreak aftermath, though I'm not sure how much it would help. Those feelings will still be there."
Relics, bizarrely, are an easier topic, and the smile on Isla's face becomes sly as she rolls a shoulder in a shrug. "We are thinking that we sneak into Stormbreak and take it. Sooner, rather than later. Wessex, Amun and I need to find out where it is first, obviously. But if we do figure that out, do you want to join us?"
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
