Elektra steals a glance at her mid pour for a brief second before looking back down at what she was doing. She got it in one. Apathy was one of her main survival tactics back home. She never bothered to shake it here except when it became necessary. A clearly upset woman she hardly knew in the kitchen many months ago springs to mind.

"I give it a week. Maybe two if the castle really wants to prove a point." Elektra finishes her task of pouring and take a seat. "It might be bringing him in with those memories."