Isla
"And I suppose that's all that matters to you now. That you were able to go through with it." Isla frowns, angry at herself now for her own upset, the Ancient sniffing and unconsciously mirroring Remi's attempts to relieve the tension from her shoulders. "Even now I bet you're thinking that it must have been for the best because otherwise you'd never have made the decision. Because gods forbid that you could be wrong about something."
It's unfair for her to get angry at this version of the Lullaby who has no idea why she feels the way she does, but it's like a wellspring that's been tapped now, a deep cavern of emotion buried and waiting for release. "Yes and no," she says at wanting him to avoid King's End, hating the way she wishes he'd just recognise her, just for a single second. "Do you have any idea what it's like to want to do something you know will only hurt you?" The old Remi does. This one, though, she's not so sure.
It's unfair for her to get angry at this version of the Lullaby who has no idea why she feels the way she does, but it's like a wellspring that's been tapped now, a deep cavern of emotion buried and waiting for release. "Yes and no," she says at wanting him to avoid King's End, hating the way she wishes he'd just recognise her, just for a single second. "Do you have any idea what it's like to want to do something you know will only hurt you?" The old Remi does. This one, though, she's not so sure.
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
