Isla
"Mm, maybe so," Isla agrees, shifting and getting comfortable in her chair as Sunjata wisps the water away across the room, letting it trickle down the drain. "How are things here? And in King's End?" she asks, her gaze snagging on the familiar walls and furniture, though of course the majority of the people aren't as recognisable any more. She's heard of course, about the Flood's leadership, and she's seen the improvements in the region herself, but hearing it from Sunjata will always be better.
As for the hydra situation, the Remedy can only wince her agreement and nod softly, letting out a long breath of air and tugging at a loose thread on her dress. "Is it bad, that even though things are getting more rough lately... I'm sort of glad?" She laughs, shaking her head as if to dismiss it. "Glad that it's something other than the Ancients that people are fighting against, I mean." Persecution leaves marks, after all.
"Maybe you should train with some of the other demigods," she suggests suddenly about his hydra shift, as if to dismiss her previous statement. "They would be able to handle it more than most, you'd think."
As for the hydra situation, the Remedy can only wince her agreement and nod softly, letting out a long breath of air and tugging at a loose thread on her dress. "Is it bad, that even though things are getting more rough lately... I'm sort of glad?" She laughs, shaking her head as if to dismiss it. "Glad that it's something other than the Ancients that people are fighting against, I mean." Persecution leaves marks, after all.
"Maybe you should train with some of the other demigods," she suggests suddenly about his hydra shift, as if to dismiss her previous statement. "They would be able to handle it more than most, you'd think."
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
