[DROP] It'll take your breath away

The whole thing was rather strange and unassuming, Isla watching the glassy ice and the woman who lurked within it with no small amount of suspicion. She frowned softly, wondering what on earth this was all for and why their answers mattered so much. But still, as others began to speak up too she felt compelled to respond. Unlike the regret, this didn't seem quite so intrusive somehow - but perhaps that was simply because Isla didn't feel as though she had much to contribute. "I cannot think of anything that I want with such desperation," she admitted. "Other than better tools and facilities to do my job. But there is nothing I want that I can't find a way to procure myself." ISLA pray for me pray to me