Elann folded her hands over her lap as he began to speak. He once again took what she said as some sort of attack instead of a clarification to alleviate his confusion on the matter. As he continued on, she grew increasingly uncomfortable by his words. If he could have read her thoughts, he wouldn't have liked them, but as it was, he couldn't. All he would know is that as he spoke to her about things she didn't know, about his sister and nature, she took offense. Still, she calmed herself and listened more to what he said as he pleaded with her to find out why she could take offense of his words but not him when they are misunderstood. He appealed to his confusion in the matter; the same confusion she was trying to alleviate for him.

His words stung her, that arguing with her was impossible, that he refused to discuss things with her that he didn't understand, and especially that he didn't like to hear her speaking on things he thought she didn't understand - to which she would disagree. In Elann's mind, he had broken their contract with that statement and she silently muttered toward the ground.

"Well I'm sorry if my words were confusing. I know it's a hard topic. That's why I'm trying to explain it to you..."

That was all she could say in response to him. She pressed her lips together as well as her hands to wait to hear if he had anything more to say to her.