For the moment that the man spoke, Elizabeth wanted to ask, [i]What are you?[/i] but bit her tongue and continued eating. Her spiritual element allowed her to sense a particular aura coming off of the man, but because she could not read him properly, she couldn't tell which.  However, she could feel the electric energy coming off of him, and could safely assume that he had some kind of control over the same lightning elements that she did. This almost made her nod, because she liked the idea of someone else being like her.

Although she didn't know if he was yet good-intended or otherwise, Elizabeth felt herself relax as she sat on the bed. She sat the empty bowl back upon the table, and cleared her throat as if about to speak.

"Hello," she started softly, suddenly becoming very aware and self-conscious. "I just want to know if...if you ever knew a Mason, um, Timothy? Mason Timothy. Or-"

She stopped, having about to give away her father's name, in turn inevitably revealing a hint at her own name, which she had not yet given to either of them and didn't plan to. Again, she cleared her throat. "Yeah. Mason Timothy? Do you know him?"