"Don't be stupid," Elle said sharply. The jerky was chewy and she let it keep her from elaborating. She looked away, swallowing. After a moment she untied her hair, which fell about her in a long, platinum blonde sheet. With both hands she smoothed her hair back from her forehead, exposing her face to Ghaleon in the firelight.<br/><br/>"Have you seen a man with a face like mine?" she asked. Without her hair framing her face her eyes looked harder and sharper, an almost deadly pierce to her stare. "Exactly like mine."