[Elizabeth does recognize that she's not alone in her watching, and she turns away from watching the slow destruction with meditative interest to see who's watching her.]
[Isaac. The salacious hellspawn. Elizabeth had an extreme distaste for him, one that she had made known but he seemed to have never accepted. How cheery he could be while grating on her last nerve...]
Missing home? [She points to the fire and tilts her head.] You seemed to be spreading enough filth on your own.
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[Isaac. The salacious hellspawn. Elizabeth had an extreme distaste for him, one that she had made known but he seemed to have never accepted. How cheery he could be while grating on her last nerve...]
Missing home? [She points to the fire and tilts her head.] You seemed to be spreading enough filth on your own.