Elena raises an eyebrow, smirking faintly, and tilts her head a little. “Do you want me to fix you?” Her face regains it’s neutral expression and she shrugs. “Besides your not broken, your lost. Your second mistake was calling me ‘one of those girls’. I’m not one of anything, certainly not anything you’ve seen.” She’s tempted to wink but refrains from it.
Ren smirks faintly. “And your here to convince me?”