As usual, she stands perfectly still when a trusted grown-up is fussing at her. There's even the faintest lift of a smile to her lips as he tugs the scarf comfortably tight. It will take a moment to warm up, but the gesture is sweet and will help before long.

"Thank you." It's perfunctory, of course, but still meant. "And it's a very kind offer, but I think I'll come back by myself. Evander wouldn't quite fit in here, and I suspect he'd have a difficult time participating."

Elisha's been training her to be a troll just a touch unhelpfully sarcastic.