Isla
If Isla had known she'd have been a lot more apologetic to begin with, of course; and as for being a downer, she's hardly a ray of sunshine herself today. They can be small splotches in the snow together, maybe. "Maybe somebody from the Refuge built it," she murmurs, unconsciously stepping in his footprints so she can peer down into the depths of the wishing well. She wouldn't get what she wishes for either - and worse, she isn't sure she'd still wish for it any more.
Even the thought has a frown darkening her expression, Isla forcing her shoulders to relax as she peers up at Sunjata. "Did you come out to look for me?" she asks, finally putting two and two together. "I was just... trying to make some preparations for Longnight, I suppose. I thought I should make myself useful. I know I haven't been the best company since the Festival."
Even the thought has a frown darkening her expression, Isla forcing her shoulders to relax as she peers up at Sunjata. "Did you come out to look for me?" she asks, finally putting two and two together. "I was just... trying to make some preparations for Longnight, I suppose. I thought I should make myself useful. I know I haven't been the best company since the Festival."
I'll take a bruise, I know you're worth it
When you hit me, hit me hard
When you hit me, hit me hard
