Pandora Montgomery (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} pandacharms) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} finnigans_rpg, |
Pandora contemplated him for a long moment. Unconsciously she fiddled with a disillusioned hearing aid, tugged on her ear lobe. "Magic is a big thing to hold back," she said. "I just started going into the muggle world some. It's so... different and I can't say anything about who I really am." And she didn't like that part at all. She had lived and breathed magic since she was born.
She sighed and changed ton rubbing a scar on her shoulder. "Look, I'm obviously a shitty choice, but you can talk to me anytime. We've obviously visited the gutter together," and possibly done more, she really couldn't remember right now, "so it's not like I'm an absolute stranger anymore." It was a genuine offer, and that much was obvious. She wasn't the sort of person who would make an offer like that without meaning it. "I'm a fuck up half a step from Mungos many days, but I'm a lot better with other people's problems than mine."