<"Oh, I see.">  That made sense, Elisabeth - in her opinion - was feeling a bit nostalgic, with her talking about her dream of being a professional dancer one day, that had brought up her original goal of wanting to have her degree and be a noted academic in the magical field.  That was something she could understand.  <"You're not so old,"> she defended her dining companion.  There was still a chance that she could go back to school and live out her own dream.  Of course, that practically flew right out the window when Elisabeth cut herself off and suddenly seemed to have clammed up after making a rather vague statement.<br/><br/>She leaned forward on the table.  <"What dreams?  Dream of what?  Please, tell me!">  While they had told each other their life stories, there wasn't much outside of that that she knew about her...partner?  Whatever Elisabeth qualified as to her.