I Brought You Presents!

”My, she does sound like a right witch,” Isla agreed, the smirk on her face testament to her amusement at Remi’s dry wit. It seemed he was the type to continue with it, too, even if she was thoroughly distracted and enthralled by the seemingly magical (or scientific, she didn’t know yet) discovery he had made with the pestle and mortar. ”Yes, you ought to be very flattered. Most men don’t hear anything of that sort from me whether good or bad, unless it involves surgery on their most sensitive parts.” It might seem like quite a specific example, but Isla had been too close to a lot of... packages as of late. Accepting the cloth to wipe away the gel, she peered into the bowl curiously. ”Come now, Remi. Don’t leave me I suspense - what is it? How did you make it?” The contents of her own basket was thoroughly forgotten by this point, Isla much more interested in whatever Remi had to show her. Isla the flesh is weak