Iris smiled at the suggestion of trying it out, least he hadn’t thought it was completely stupid to do as such. [color=f49ac2]“Hopefully, it seems things can trigger my memory so it’d not a bad idea!”[/color]  She was positive it would help, plus as he mentioned later muscle memory was different. It was like she could talk and walk no problem because it was muscle memory. A lot of things would be muscle memory so hopefully she didn’t look too stupid when released from the hospital. As much as she wanted to be independent, she was conscious she didn’t know about herself, who couldn’t remember their family or where they lived? It was causing quite the hindrance. 

[color=f49ac2]“Oh! Wow, I hadn’t noticed the time.”[/color] Smiling as she looked up at the clock, time always seemed to fly by when he visited but she figured it was because she was doing something other than resting on the bed when alone. [color=f49ac2]“Thanks for the visit. And hey if I get collected tomorrow, I promise to give you a call.”[/color] Glancing back at the note with his number on she had no reason not too, he had been so kind to her, and she wanted to take him for drinks to say thank you.

Watching as he left, she looked back out of the window, a lot of questions swirling through her head after this evening. She had remembered her mother, perhaps even father but she couldn’t be sure. It frustrated her as they didn’t seem to be important memories, they held nothing for where she lived or who she was. Twirling a piece of blonde hair in her fingers she focused on the small memories she had remembered. Her mother had spoke about the Full Moon place, her father had been disgusted with high borns cooking. The name Caspain was so familiar to her but again she couldn’t pinpoint why. 

[color=f49ac2][i]What kind of mess have I gotten myself into?[/i][/color]

Laying back down on the bed she looked up at the ceiling sighing to herself, she hoped her family would collect her. She didn’t want to think on not having anywhere to go or inconveniencing anyone. Frowning to herself she reached over the bedside table to grab the note with his number on, staring at the numbers she tried to think on if she could remember anyone’s number. Nothing was sticking out to her and again it was just so frustrating not being able to recall anything. Placing the note back on the table she picked up the bag of chips he had brought along earlier and began to snack on them. 

[color=f49ac2][i]Not too bad, least I don’t hate it.[/i][/color] Shrugging to herself as she munched away still trying to remember anything she could. Perhaps she would ask Cas to take her back to the forest, that was where she had been, and she needed to know why. That was were it all began and maybe it would even start to unlock all of her memories.