[color=f49ac2]“A prince who is a serial killer, hmm that would make for quite the interesting story.”[/color] Iris chuckled as she said thanks when he took her crutches. Biting her lip at first wondering how she would get inside because it was quite low, one thing she had only just noticed upon approaching the vehicle. Smiling at the offer of a hand she was glad he had offered as she would have felt stupid asking, thankfully she was now safely sat inside the car. She could feel the relief with being off of her feet, the injured leg had a dull throbbing pain whilst the healthier one just ached from having more weight placed on it whilst the other was healing. 
 
[color=f49ac2][i]Am I really that trusting? Or is it something else? Perhaps I’m a good judge of character?[/i][/color] She couldn’t help but think these things regardless of their joking, what could go wrong really? She would be worse off either way and taking his help seemed much better than ending up homeless and being kicked out anyway. 

[color=f49ac2]“Hey if I do get my memories back and start to curtsy, you have my full permission to call me an idiot.”[/color] Smiling over at him as she watched him get in the car, she doubted she would but even so keeping with the jokes it made her feel better and she was sure he felt better too. [color=f49ac2]“Maybe I am.”[/color] Shrugging as she thought on being from a high-ranking family, she highly doubted that because she would have thought they’d notice her disappearance, but she understood the feeling. People not being real to each other and she couldn’t explain it. It was strange understanding the feelings but not knowing why, it felt so disconnected. 

Looking at the inside of the car it was stunning, the material was beautiful, and everything looked so pristine. Her finger ran along the dashboard smiling as she admired the car to its full extent. [color=f49ac2]“You clearly take care of this, I bet your friends love this car.”[/color] Feeling the temperature cool down as he had placed the AC on, she felt herself relax more, it was hard not to be comfortable in the car. 

[color=f49ac2]“Oh yeah music! I don’t know, I enjoyed that two star-café playlist but I feel like we need something more upbeat whilst driving in this beauty. You pick!”[/color] Looking out of the window of the car she was planning to look at the surroundings whilst he drove, she hoped she would remember something else. Something that would be of use to the both of them as she didn’t want to continue relying on him, he had done more than enough for her already. 

[color=f49ac2]“Thanks Cas, for telling me who you are. I hope one day I can tell you who I am.”[/color] Speaking softly she was glad he had told her rather than someone else, it mattered not but she appreciated that it had come from him. She hoped that she could remember who she really was and tell him, he didn’t know who she was regardless, but she was sure he’d appreciate her making the effort to tell him. It was like the idea of her calling him if her family had picked her up. [color=f49ac2]“I hope you’ll still let me buy you that drink. I really do owe you”[/color] Smiling as she kept her eyes looking out of the window, it was strange they were tinted but yet she could see fine out of them it really was some fancy stuff.