good night, sweet prince

"Then that's the assumption I'll act under until I'm told otherwise as well," Isla says, smiling to him and nodding. It would be a lie to say that she doesn't see the way he tenses up, the way he stalks through the woods like a predator, and given that she's known Remi throughout his various iterations (granted a lot of that time was when she was a unicorn) it is taken in her stride. Soon enough the trees begin to thin out, and she can see the borders to the Hollowed Grounds again. It makes her heart heavier than she thought it would. "Well," she says, "barring an actual act of war, I'll be seeing you in a couple of days?" It's a hopeful tone that she takes as she holds Mateo out for him to take, hoping that the boy will be lulled and sleepy enough not that a fuss isn't made. ISLA pray for me pray to me