"I don't mind the first question," she says with a shrug, seemingly nonchalant. To the trained eye, or at the very least a pet owner, the flicking of her tail behind her signified annoyance. Not with Denarel in particular, but more so at the thought of having to talk about her feline appearance. She was adamant on avoiding the conversation, and this moment wouldn't be any different. 

	"Ask away, though I may not have an answer." Even as the eyes, ears and voice of the Goddess, Elise knew very little more about the mysterious figure than most common folk did. Even when the Goddess spoke she was cryptic, forcing Elise to have to sit about and try to interpret it through the night.