He's gotta be around here somewhere, though. [those words are mumbled to herself more than anything else. it just doesn't make much sense to elle that bisley wouldn't be nearby. which isn't to say she totally mistrusts the person in front of her, but she's just wary on all counts... even if he is technically helping.

sucking in a breath, elle steels herself. she has to stay strong, right? everything will work out somehow, because it has to. there's just no other option, as far as she's concerned. for a moment, she thinks back to what happened earlier before nodding.]

Yeah, they gave me stuff. But they didn't explain anything very good at all. [considering she only has a vague understanding of the situation. after a second, she'll pull on the straps of her backpack, letting it slide off her shoulders before she rummages through it to pull out the card she was giving.] You mean this thing, right?