oh my goddess

"Oh?" Isla smiles to hear that, schooling her fingers into a little more politeness so she can stop invading Sunjata's space quite so blatantly. "I suppose staying an Ascended wasn't really serving me, was it?" She rolls her shoulder in a shrug. It might have been an opportunity to slip into something morose and dark if she continued to entertain that train of thought - but Sunjata chooses that moment to reach out towards her, and everything else becomes secondary to the warm brush of his fingertips. She didn't realise it would be so different, touching compared to being touched, but it's enough to steal her senses and have her automatically leaning into his hand. There will be time later to properly consider the changes to her appearance; the amber protrusions glittering in the shafts of sunlight, the spaded tail lazily swishing beneath the hot water. But for now it's with a somewhat dazed expression that she reaches up to cover his hand with her own, as if to prevent him from stopping. ISLA when it's just the two of us, only the two of us, I could die