[ Elizabeth makes a soft, understanding hum, lifting her cup up after a moment. She doesn't drink though, content with the heat of it by her lips, and cuts her gaze back to Elda. ]

Thank you. [ again. ] I find you quite overbearing sometimes, but it isn't as if that's always a bad thing... I'm simply unused to it. You and Silver are quite similar like that.

[ He's a charming, sweet boy who tries his best. Her mouth curves into a small smile at the thought. ]

Goro as well, now that I'm thinking about it... I wonder if we collect friends based on what we need, or what we want to be... Reflections of ourselves, or perhaps missing pieces...? [ Half to herself, a soft, wondering rumination. ] ...Regardless, I'm happy for the company.