oh my goddess

"A new addition...?" Blinking up at him and tilting her head a little as if trying to see for herself, Isla's fingers do sneak up to touch the amber protrusions curving into her fair hair, flinching away in surprise. "Oh," she says, having quite forgotten that part of becoming an Ancient among the whole feeling everything again for the first time in years bit. He offers out his hand and Isla takes it almost dreamily, her fingers drifting over the callouses on his palm, gently clasping at the warmth of his skin. And unfortunately all inhibition is gone when it comes to his partial shift as well, the medic forgetting her etiquette as she reaches out to touch the leathery membrane of a dragon wing in awe. "Hm? No, I just..." offering him a fanged smile, she can barely stop herself from laughing. "I'm sorry. I didn't expect..." Letting out a sigh - and feeling it - she forces her shoulders to relax. "Could we walk for a little bit first? It's a long way home. And I have never been here before..." ISLA when it's just the two of us, only the two of us, I could die