when it's just the two of us, only the two of us
And here comes Isla to ruin his brooding. She knocks but doesn't wait, too absorbed in the pages of what she's reading; she rarely finds time to get a break in between patients, so this is an exciting time indeed. Varus has been set up in one of only three private consultation rooms, but there are hardly any people who need to use them these days, so Isla considers it a decent sacrifice for giving a friend a place to stay.
"You will never believe what I found in the Atheneum," she says, marking a finger in the pages so she won't lose her place. "This is a very rare romantic mystery - and it's actually not bad at all," she informs him, before finally looking up and realising she's blundered right into whatever he was doing. "Oh - sorry! I didn't realise. I'll come back later?"
"You will never believe what I found in the Atheneum," she says, marking a finger in the pages so she won't lose her place. "This is a very rare romantic mystery - and it's actually not bad at all," she informs him, before finally looking up and realising she's blundered right into whatever he was doing. "Oh - sorry! I didn't realise. I'll come back later?"
i could die
Isla
