ISLA
Isla's lips part to speak, but as she gives Nate the space to continue, however faltering and difficult to piece together it might be, the medic guesses at the true meaning behind his sentiment. "You haven't seen Her, since you woke up?" she asks softly, furrowing her brow. "That... there must be a good reason, Nate. I went with Sunjata to the shrine, when he asked for your sight to be restored. She didn't seem angry or disappointed with you about any of it."
Not that it likely helps much, when it comes to the lack of an answer. Clearing her throat, she adjusts her basket and chooses not to think too hard about the Voice. Relics are more fun to discuss, besides. "We are," she confirms. "Especially given how many relics the Old Gods already have. Amun heard about it from some... situation, in the Oerwoud, I think. He isn't the only one who knows, though. I imagine both sides will be looking for this thing."
Not that it likely helps much, when it comes to the lack of an answer. Clearing her throat, she adjusts her basket and chooses not to think too hard about the Voice. Relics are more fun to discuss, besides. "We are," she confirms. "Especially given how many relics the Old Gods already have. Amun heard about it from some... situation, in the Oerwoud, I think. He isn't the only one who knows, though. I imagine both sides will be looking for this thing."
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
