ISLA
"I would hope so," Isla murmurs, her brow furrowed as she gazes across at Nate, though she doesn't try to patch things over any further than that. It's between him and the Voice, in the end, though she does privately hope that he chooses to visit a shrine again sooner rather than later. She glances up to see the VlamVloed appear, nodding her gratitude and hopping over the threshold, keeping the door propped open to allow Nate to amble in with his haul.
"Well, first we need to find out where in Stormbreak the relic is. Wessex and I are going to do some sneaking around undercover, see what we can find out. As soon as we've pinned it down I can let you know, and we'll go after it." She smiles up at him. "And you are not a tool, thank you very much. Or rather, you can be. Sometimes. But we all can."
"Well, first we need to find out where in Stormbreak the relic is. Wessex and I are going to do some sneaking around undercover, see what we can find out. As soon as we've pinned it down I can let you know, and we'll go after it." She smiles up at him. "And you are not a tool, thank you very much. Or rather, you can be. Sometimes. But we all can."
apres moi le deluge
after me comes the flood
after me comes the flood
