[SWE] Festival of Lights

ISLA physician, heal thyself Isla does glance towards Sunjata, but honestly, given how tall he is, it's accidental more than anything. To see him with his hand in Hotaru's is both a surprise and not after her conversation with the other woman, and given that this is not the time or place for bright smiles and happy waves, she offers a gentle nod to them in return. Having come full circle, the Ancient is rather happy in her own company for now, and so it's with a soft sigh that she gets move comfortable in her seat, crossing her legs and drawing her shawl a little closer around herself. A little music wouldn't go awry, she thinks, and the mere thought has a bittersweet smile curling across her lips. (You know, because of Varus).