Moving around could be a real hassle at times, so what was the point of her making Zoe do it, when she knew for a fact that she hated doing it herself. That would be just plainally uncalled for in any circumstance - or so Ginevra thought. Keeping her eyes away from Zoe too, she didn't mind not being looked at, but preferred it as she was never sure when her spell would ware off, hiding everything that she had indured. Or course she doubted they would come off though, she was great at hiding things even without magic. Sure, that wasn't always a good thing, but it was the full out truth. Thinking about her reply before actually talking, she had a feeling it would come up eventually anyway. Sighing, she ran a hand through her hair and pulled it back. "I was gone, but then I noticed that the reason I left was not exactly as true as I thought it was.." she murmured, fusterated with herself. Pausing, she sat there to see if that was good enough for Zoe or not. Getting it off her chest was nice, but there was no way she'd ever get it all out of her mind. She was a little secretive about her life.