Two of a Kind

"You enjoyed it, and I had no intention of killing you or causing you fear," Isla said curtly, also doing nothing to rectify their current position, though her blue eyes were a touch sharp as she gazed down at him. Mostly it was because he was absolutely right and that was a bitter pill to swallow for someone who had made a lifetime out of trying to save people. "I am not a monster," she said with heat in her words, though the state of the two of them would suggest otherwise. Still, the moral acrobatics of tonight was something altogether too complex for Isla's still addled mind, and she was willingly distracted by Archebold and his suggestions. Stand up was on her tongue even as she rolled her shoulders to shrug out of the coat she didn't need. "Is there any reason why we can't do both?" she inquired. ISLA Hush now, I'm here