Isla
If only Noah knew the truth - that there had never been anything to forgive for Isla, not deep down. It had been happenstance and necessity that had put her on the pathway she'd walked, and while the war had arguably taken everything from her - more than everything, given how things were still panning out - there's no room in her heart for bitterness. At least, not towards others.
And yes, perhaps Dygra has had a hand in it, too. It's difficult to wallow when you can feel the grass beneath your feet again, or taste honey on your tongue. And so it's with a kind nod that she steps forward along the bridge, putting her back to the Sentinel and steadying out the rock and sway of the boards beneath their feet.
"I imagine you are much steadier on ice than I would be," she says conversationally. You know, given that he's from Halo. "I have only visited the Citadel once or twice. I doubt I would fare very well up there these days."
And yes, perhaps Dygra has had a hand in it, too. It's difficult to wallow when you can feel the grass beneath your feet again, or taste honey on your tongue. And so it's with a kind nod that she steps forward along the bridge, putting her back to the Sentinel and steadying out the rock and sway of the boards beneath their feet.
"I imagine you are much steadier on ice than I would be," she says conversationally. You know, given that he's from Halo. "I have only visited the Citadel once or twice. I doubt I would fare very well up there these days."
I'll take a bruise, I know you're worth it
When you hit me, hit me hard
When you hit me, hit me hard
