are we there yet?

"Mmm?" Clearly Isla does not think she looks remotely like she's having a breakdown, the Remedy glancing from Remi back down to the bloody pelt in her hands, not to mention the crimson that now stains her clothes and covers her face like red freckles. "Oh. Oh, shit. Right." Smiling awkwardly and setting the leftovers rabbit down gently enough that it makes the past few moments seem all the more violent, she clears her throat. "It... gods, I was really far gone with it, wasn't I?" she murmurs, half to herself. "I... sorry, Remi. You're right, this wasn't to do with you at all. It's part of being an Ancient. We get something Dygra calls bloodlust, where we need to..." She gestures around at the rabbits in the hope that it's somewhat obvious. We need to kill and eat things. "The last time I got it was just before I saw you in Meadowreach. I'm used to recognising it creeping up on me, but I guess I must have been distracted." She tries a smile for him, as if to ask why that could have possibly been. Isla the flesh is weak