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Luna D. Lovegood (luna_l) wrote in pandorarpg,

It was hard to get into Ravenclaw if one didn't see the world as a series of puzzles to be solved, but even so, she'd noticed Michael on more than a few occasions being tucked in a corner with a puzzle or query of some form. Additionally, since he wasn't suffering from the nightmares, that would give him a unique perspective in working on it.

She nodded happily at his acceptance. His help might hold the key to understanding what was going on. At his suggestion of testing, she smiled distantly. "Testing it was precisely why I had wanted somewhere private." The discussion itself as well but if they were going to attempt to retrieve memories, any memories, not even the specific nightmarish ones, she didn't want to do that in a public place.

"I've not found much, no, though I"m not sure I would expect to given the monopoly on memory sales that the pensieve makers guild has." She leaned her head slightly back, her eyes drifting off to the side as she remembered a conversation with her father over how information was bought and sold and how people would just accept what was printed, no matter the bias.

"But even so, there should be hints, there always are. If I could get a glimpse of the early notes that the designers of the original pensieve made, perhaps I'd know more. So it seems we are mostly on our own." She wasn't upset at the idea of not having a strong basis to go off of. She trusted Ravenclaw intuition far more than most books anyway, so while they would have been helpful, she wasn't ready to panic. Panic was reserved for that nightmare. And the thought that she might actually beg someone someday. The thought had her furrowing her brow.

Luna shook her head to clear it, pulling the wand from her hair and letting her hair fall down her back as she set her wand on the table, waiting expectantly for how he'd like to proceed.