[color=f49ac2][i]Maybe it will help… highly unlikely.[/i][/color] She thought bitterly to herself as she looked around the beautiful area, he had brought her in hopes of aiding the return of her memories. [color=f49ac2][i]I should stop being negative, it could happen. We’ve only just arrived. Visiting the shops, exploring… that could help. What would help was if I knew what could trigger them.[/i][/color] Nibbling the bottom of her lip as she distracted herself within her thoughts whilst looking around the area. Without even thinking she let out a sigh but immediately began to berate herself in her head about how that was not being positive. 

Looking back over as Cas began to tell a little about his mother, she couldn’t help but smile, it was clear he held much care for her, and it shone through as he spoke. [color=f49ac2]“That’s so lovely, having these fond memories to look back on. She sounds wonderful.”[/color] Listening to him speak about their visit to here and this rebellion phase he went through. Placing her hand gently on his arm her faced turned to one of concern, [color=f49ac2]“What happened? If you don’t mind me asking of course. If you feel comfortable…”[/color] She didn’t want to overstep her bounds, but she couldn’t help but feel curious towards what happened to his mother. 

Shifting her weight with her crutches she began to walk around the area as they spoke, thankfully the weather was lovely, and she did rather enjoy being outside. [color=f49ac2]“I’m sure she is proud of you, even with this rebellious phase you mentioned.”[/color] Smirking over at him as she lightened the mood, [color=f49ac2]“Teenage Prince going through his edgy phase, no one understands this brooding teen.”[/color] Giggling at her own remarks hoping he enjoyed the small jokes between them. [color=f49ac2]“Did you dye your hair in this phase? Black nail polish maybe?”[/color] Raising her eyebrows as she looked him up and down. 

Hobbling on she moved towards one of the shops so they could take a walk round, it was nice just spending this time with someone. Technically he was a stranger, but it didn’t feel that way, not with how they spoke and seemed relaxed in one another’s presence. A part of her wanted to live on so carefree and not bound by memories, have fun and enjoy her time but another part of her felt lost. Like she didn’t know who she was and that bugged her to no end. 

[i][color=f49ac2]It’s okay, you will figure it out. It’s just going to take time. Hopefully not too much time I don’t know if his father would like me staying too long. Plus I don’t want to intrude.[/color][/i] [color=f49ac2]“So, tell me a bit about the shops here? Have they all been here for quite some time or are some more new than others?”[/color] Maybe knowing a bit more about the history of the shops it could trigger some of her memories, maybe a huge event had happened in one of these shops and upon learning it again it would trigger something.