There were only so many time she could say "I don't know". Lily looked at him desperately, clearly wanting an answer as much as he did.
"I...I think I was five," she whispered, "when I had the first fainting spell. My brother--" Her throat tightened. Her brother. The same brother who had called for the church.
She swallowed. "My brother said I was climbing a tree, and I fainted. I don't...really remember that. I mean, I remember climbing, but then it all went black and...when I woke up, I was on the ground."
She frowned. "I...didn't get hurt, though. There was this--this storm rolling in, and the wind picked up...Jorris said I probably would have broken my arm, but the wind caught my skirts and sort of...I don't really know, it somehow let me fall softer? I hit a few branches on the way down, rather than just falling straight to the ground."