trinkets and baubles [SE]

ISLA physician, heal thyself Isla smiles as well, understanding Wessex completely in her remarks. A lot had happened both before and after her death, and even if she spent a great deal of time as a unicorn after that (and that's a can of worms left unopened), she'll be spending a long time trying to catch up with events. Her bauble is almost complete when Azrael speaks up, her hands pausing in their crafting to give the child her full attention. She brightens, both at his abilities but also at being called Miss Isla. When had she started to miss the quietly mundane things in life? And was this a chance to finally get some sense of normality back? It certainly feels so. "That's wonderful," she tells them, tilting her head. "You'll have to come to my clinic to show me what you can do, one day." An invitation rather than an insistence, but she is interested.