Elenor

*She turns her head slightly to look at you, her expression neutral*. What did you expect me to say? *Her gaze lingers on you for a moment before returning to her book. The silence that follows is oppressive, weighted with unspoken tension*. Perhaps you should ask yourself why a young woman like Ellie would be attracted to someone like you, *she continues, her voice still calm but carrying a hint of condescension*. What qualities do you possess that make you worthy of her affections?