Don't you? [ She sneers this, the claw coming back to her side, but now resting on her hip. ... Elda knows she's being unfair, but for a human like this? A human who is pissing her off? On a morning like this? If she regrets it later, it'll purely be if Vanille makes this come back to her somehow. ]

What sort of desperate young woman forms a relationship deep enough to have a romantic goodbye in two weeks? Needs to sleep alongside a parental figure at what your age appears to be? [ And that's even ignoring what her age was on the profiles (originally; if Vanille taped over it) ] You're transparent.

[ Elda knows she's one to talk. Also knows she's assuming.

But again, she doesn't care, this feels good. ]

So it's good that there are so many kind and compassionate souls here, that's all.