Isla
Managing a brief, but still genuinely fiendish smile at Remi (Remi the Wise, she should say), Isla is unfortunately far too focused on the prospect of a hunt now to continue with their verbal tennis match. Luckily, given that he's a very good friend indeed, rather than any awkwardness between them, the Lullaby is even offering to help, and Isla feels herself instantly relax again.
"If you don't mind," she says. "I think it was just a roadrunner or a lizard or something, but if you can flush something out it would be a lot quicker." And then they can continue with their wonderful little jaunt through the oasis. "I can even show you my new shift while we're at it, as long as it is something small."
"If you don't mind," she says. "I think it was just a roadrunner or a lizard or something, but if you can flush something out it would be a lot quicker." And then they can continue with their wonderful little jaunt through the oasis. "I can even show you my new shift while we're at it, as long as it is something small."
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
