you're living make believe

Isla take your medicine "No," Isla murmurs about Nate - it's neither a fervent defence nor an unsure warble. It's a simple admission of what Isla knows as true. Nate wouldn't do this; not to a fellow Ascended, not to a fellow doctor. Especially not one who is a member of his medical guild. Nibbling at her lower lip, she glances as well to his wedding band, nodding absently in understanding. "Would you like to come with me back to my place then? After we..." She nods at the bodies. But then Remi is brushing soot from her shoulder and Isla feels the spell between them break - silently she moves into his arms, hugging him tightly and burying her head against his chest. "I just wish other people hadn't been hurt. There was no need for them to be involved in this, whatever it was for." She huffs out a sigh that is entirely not needed. "Yeah... it is unthinkable. I want to find out what happened."