Scarlett nodded, not really knowing what her own feelings on the matter were. After all, siblings were siblings and it was hardly like she could do anything about him. "Have you got any children? Or brothers and sisters?" she asked, curious to know.
"It just gets to my bones and I don't like it at all," she said somewhat petulantly, calling a house elf and ordering some hot butter rum, getting one for Verity too although she wasn't sure if she liked rum. "I imagine it's very pretty. You seem the type of person who appreciates the finer things in life."
She sighed, playing with the ends of her hair, curling the long strands around her fingers. "I should go to this- Shack hospital place but I'm scared. What if they can't get my memories back?" she asked. "And it's not that... I can't build new ones. I keep forgetting everything, the Healers in Spain said that even relearning may prove impossible."
A memory came into her head when she talked about them leaving school and staying close and she couldn't quite stop the gasp. She didn't know what to say, whether Verity knew, and so she bit her lip and looked at her somewhat curiously. "How close?" she asked. "Only I think... No, I'm sure I'm mistaken."