Elle shifted uncomfortably at the mere suggestion. "Aren't ethreal supposed to be moral?" she said at last, feeling helpless for the first time in a long, long time. She stretched her legs in front of her and pulled her knees up to her chest, staring past Ghaleon and into the fire. She went silent for a while, listening to the verse, and finally cast a glance back at Ghaleon.<br/><br/>"How do you adjust your priorities so quickly?" she asked, honestly baffled at the concept. Her priorities had never shifted, and in fact she hadn't been in a position to consider them in a while. She eyed Ghaleon curiously, unsure of what to do with a half-naked, buzzed angel in the middle of the night.