Isla
"Wh-- like a dragon delivery service?" Isla can't help the peal of laughter that tumbles from her lips at the mere thought, though - and Remi will likely catch this above anything else - it's not a no. "And I suppose I didn't think of you and your fancy dream magic, but... are you saying that if I do that, I will appear naked in your bed when I arrive?" Presumably between two very much in love demigods? "Because I think your husband will have something to say about that."
"Always happy to help," she adds - lifelong ambition indeed - and seems quite pleased not to have been taken out by an errant nudge of the hips. Falling to a halt with nary a stumble, Isla peers up at Remi with a crooked, fanged little smile. "You know, I think I am getting a bit tired," she agrees, pointedly not giving the hostile flora any attention. It's the only way it'll learn.
"Always happy to help," she adds - lifelong ambition indeed - and seems quite pleased not to have been taken out by an errant nudge of the hips. Falling to a halt with nary a stumble, Isla peers up at Remi with a crooked, fanged little smile. "You know, I think I am getting a bit tired," she agrees, pointedly not giving the hostile flora any attention. It's the only way it'll learn.
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
