good night, sweet prince

"Well, if he gets Ronin's charm and your dimples, I imagine he'll be somewhat unstoppable," she tells him with a grin, dropping a kiss atop Mateo's head and raising a brow at the sudden sharp tone in Remi's voice. "I wouldn't say no to seeing more of you either," she says, choosing not to argue with him. It all boiled down to the same thing in the end - they had missed each other, and too much time had passed for things to continue this way. Nodding at the dream offer and snuggling Mateo close in her arms, Isla gives the alchemist a warm smile. "I'd like that," she says. "It would be nice to see you both again, together." As a person, she almost adds, but feels that might reopen old wounds again. "...I didn't know, by the way. That Ludo used to come to you, looking like me." His suspicion makes sense at least, after realising it. ISLA pray for me pray to me