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"Four in total, I suppose. Including Nate," Isla informs him, very content to be pinned against him and letting her head nestle against his shoulder. "I ought to have kept a dragon shift stored - then maybe there could have been five," she remarks with a grin. "Though I suppose I can hardly complain, having walked away with a new companion." An unexpected one to say the least, but the Prince seems as content as any housecat in his chair with his book. "Mm, you're so handy," Isla purrs as he tells her what he's been up to, pressing further kisses against the side of his neck. "We should go out and do something, before either of us gets pulled into any more war related ridiculousness." Unbeknownst to Isla, of course, she'll be running into Sunjata very soon. And doing each other counted as doing something, right? Isla the flesh is weak