Isla
"That works fine with me," Isla says softly, though of course it isn't just up to her. The medic has been the last to join this little group, and arguably Bastien is the one who will want to take the lead on much of this. To hear about defences, though, she raises her eyebrows, surprised but not in a bad way.
"I think that will reassure a lot of the Ascended who live here," she says with a nod. "I am no tactician, but if you need any help with resources, or to arrange a meeting about it or anything, I'm sure we will be able to help arrange it."
The fact that she is now a part of something much larger than the confines of her little infirmary has not escaped Isla, either, and it's with a soft laugh that she shakes her head to the Wraith. "It's strange, how quickly things can all change, isn't it?" she murmurs. "Is there anything else I need to know?"
"I think that will reassure a lot of the Ascended who live here," she says with a nod. "I am no tactician, but if you need any help with resources, or to arrange a meeting about it or anything, I'm sure we will be able to help arrange it."
The fact that she is now a part of something much larger than the confines of her little infirmary has not escaped Isla, either, and it's with a soft laugh that she shakes her head to the Wraith. "It's strange, how quickly things can all change, isn't it?" she murmurs. "Is there anything else I need to know?"
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
