@wiishings​ said: "Some things don’t come back." North for Portia 🥺Â
     How she wished that she could have warmer words of comfort, even a sense of understanding that might make conjuring up a response an easier feat. In truth, Portia couldn’t much relate to the idea of a gap in one’s memories, a space void of thoughts of the past and instead just...blank. Surely there might have been much that North was glad to not recall, but to be unsure of even that? Unfair, and should the handmaiden have been in their shoes, she would’ve found it wholly frustrating.Â
     A pause, and while void of a verbal reply, she’s sure to offer the smallest of comforting smiles. To talk was something Portia had always been good at, but to listen came just as naturally and she could count herself touched that she’d been trusted enough to confide in. Even if prone to gossiping, she’d be sure not to let mention of their conversation slip to any unwanted ears, for there was a stark difference between the entertaining and the personal that she dared not breach.
     “I guess not, but- hey, look at it this way, there may just be a whole lot of unpleasantness that you’re forgetting.” Subpar at best. Really, she could do better. Nose crinkling at her own attempt at optimism, the redhead’s quick to set a palm atop her companion’s shoulder as her features meld to something sincere, more genuine. “Besides, you and that magician are pretty handy with magic, I’m sure there’s a solution out there. And even if not, there’re always new memories to be made too, promise.”
