Elena had been keeping herself busy as she worked through her efforts to gain more traction with the Dresmondi. There were still plenty who disagreed with her methods but she truly believed that what they had already done wasn't working. There had to be more. Or at least Elena hoped could be. Sure, she enjoyed being feared but what she really wanted was to be loved, revered even.

At the soft knock on her door she answered instinctively from her place on the windowsill. "Enter," she answered with little emotion or thought.

She only looked away from the window when she heard his voice, her nearly meloncholy expression turning into a smile. "Here? Never," she commented as she moved from her spot to move over to him, her curls showing the bounce in her step as much as anything else. She took his hand and pulled him to the edge of her bed.

"Tell. Me. Everything," she said with a tangible enthusiasm.

Elena let out a girlish, delighted gasp at his question. "You brought me a gift!?" she said with a little squeak of a squeal. She literally hoped onto her bed, bouncing on her knees as she moved to face him and reached out her arms, palms up, eager to receive. "Let me see! Let me see!" she said excitedly.