good night, sweet prince

Isla can only nod in firm agreement, giving Remi a gentle squeeze and leaning up to kiss his cheek as she steps away at last. Given how long it has been and the nature of their last parting, the alchemist is not the only one who is reluctant to let go. At least there is Mateo to cuddle, and as the boy squirms and hides away, she hushes him gently and snuggles him close in her arms. "I would like that," she murmurs. "I'm a little worried about what I might run into out there, if I don't have an escort." Kissing Mateo's curls, she gestures for Remi to lead the way and rocks the babe in her arms, clearly comfortable with carrying him back to the borders between the Hollowed Grounds and the Greatwood. "And I will see you both in a couple of days, right?" ISLA pray for me pray to me