ISLA
"Well, if anyone is good at speaking to people, it's you," Isla says to Bastien with a small smile, attempting to cheer him up however she can. Rising to her feet as well, she shakes her fellow Overseer's hand and gives it a gentle squeeze. Warmth and cold they might not be able to feel all that well between them, but hopefully the pressure is enough.
"And I ought to get back to my patients at the Infirmary. You know where to find me if you need me, Bastien. Whether that is about our work together or anything else." With a soft smile and a decisive nod, Isla collects her belongings and heads back out into the street, disappearing with a soft click of her heels.
~FIN
"And I ought to get back to my patients at the Infirmary. You know where to find me if you need me, Bastien. Whether that is about our work together or anything else." With a soft smile and a decisive nod, Isla collects her belongings and heads back out into the street, disappearing with a soft click of her heels.
~FIN
she's a runner
rebel, and a stunner
rebel, and a stunner
