"Mm," Lenore answers, seemingly very intent upon twisting this particular curl just right. It requires really quite a bit of concentration. So much so that she couldn't possibly answer that question, and then after a few moments it's just entirely forgotten. Was there a question? Surely not. No need to spend any discussion on the complications and vulnerabilities of two secretive pale individuals with very excellent hair.

"Tell me more about these enchanted accessories of yours," she prompts, much happier about the prospect of returning the conversation to fashion. Do they really need to discuss anything about Lenore's past and trauma ever again? Not if Lenore has anything to do with it.