Isla
Huffing out a sigh and letting her cheek loll against his chest, Isla furrows her brow and tries to direct her gaze down at the ink-black sea and the crackling bonfire, rather than up at the sky full of eyes overhead. "Mm, that's true," she agrees about his last point, at least, the Remedy peeking back up at Sunjata and offering him a soft smile. "Easier to kick sober though, I bet," she points out with a gentle nudge.
"Maybe let's try to get some sleep here? If nothing else, there will only be one star in the sky come morning." Not that she believes the sun will be very friendly to the Flood after a night of very heavy drinking, but it might still be better than this, maybe. "And whatever happens moving forward, just say the word and you know I'll do whatever I can to help."
"Maybe let's try to get some sleep here? If nothing else, there will only be one star in the sky come morning." Not that she believes the sun will be very friendly to the Flood after a night of very heavy drinking, but it might still be better than this, maybe. "And whatever happens moving forward, just say the word and you know I'll do whatever I can to help."
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
