(SEASONAL EVENT) Guardian (OPEN)

"Hm? Ah, yes. It's a pleasant side effect from not being able to feel hot and cold very well. My body can regulate and adapt itself. It has been an interesting analysis," Isla murmured, smiling down at their clasped hands and letting Remi claim it for as long as he wished, giving him the opportunity to tease as much information he liked from her findings. A lecture formed on her lips as the alchemist revealed that he hadn't informed anyone about where he was going, the Ascended frowning softly. Remi was saved her gentle but firm words by the horror that suddenly came clacking and scratching at the window. With her hand still in Remi's, Isla rose to her feet with him, her eyes focused on the tell-tale glow that was not as bright as it had been, listening keenly for any further interruptions. "I did," she whispered back, and it would be a lie to say she did feel very, very much alone in the Infirmary just then. Smiling faintly, she released his hand. "And leave the injured and the sick up here to fend for themselves? Never. But... you should go back, Remi. It is safer down there, no doubt." ISLA Hush now, I'm here