would that I could

"Oh, of course. I used to wear the most wonderful dresses and attend the stuffiest of events. I actually quite enjoyed dressing up," Isla informs Remi with a half smile as she cleans everything up after his examination. "Perhaps one day we will have to arrange the closest thing to a ball as the Hollowed Grounds can. I'll invite you. We'll put you in a suit and I'll wear something extravagant and unnecessary." She tilts her head, like her suggestion alone would be enough to convincve him to go along with her ridiculous plans. It's a surprise to hear that he lives in Stormbreak, Isla gathering together a little more of the painkiller she's prescribed him so he can take some more if he needs to. "Oh," she says. "Well, I'll have to start sending you letters, then. If I start hanging out at the borders of the woods, it might seem a little weird. How are you...?" She nibbles at her lower lip. "That is, how are you these days, Remi?" Isla the flesh is weak