Letting<em>Her</em>- Elinor was definitely going to need some time to feel remotely comfortable enough to even think names - lead her off alone was probably a terrible idea, but the redhead knew that she couldn't afford to show the weakness of visibly being afraid and refusing, and that she wouldn't be entirely out of sight of others. So, a bit reluctantly, she followed Sekhmet off.<br/>The news about the swords matched with what she had seen, and the sting of failure - she should have known. It didn't matter how she was meant to have known, it was entirely her responsibility to know and she had failed - hurt, but the Sekhmet got all close and weird and they weren't quite touching and that felt bad, that she wasn't being touched and, my, everything had gotten so warm in here, hadn't it?<br/><br/>"I will take ... take your advice under consideration," she replied, trying to remain, calm, cool and definitely not blushing or stuttering much.<br/>She wasn't particularly good at it.<br/>"And you will see just how innocent and soft I am, in  time," she replied, the attempt to sound mildly threatening probably not working, much like her attempts to keep her face from getting much redder.