[oh. Helena stills, taking in the words, before she gives a nod. no one else is in this library aisle - she hasn't heard it, so it's safe to continue on. it must be a strange fate, to only half lack something, to know it would be ebbing away. still, better than the confusion and fear of vanishing in an instant. in that respect, she's glad she can't remember when it happened, so small.]

...I can do that, but you must understand, it won't be easy. Those who are very perceptive may be able to still pick it out. You'll need to put a decent amount of time into sharpening what you have left.

[it's an honest answer. she won't lie to him and pretend it's easy. the amount of control she has is borne of years, and even then, she still relies on tools, on routines, and her own judgement. it won't be perfect, but if that's how Natsume wants to live, then she'll help.]