<"Well, sounds like you enjoyed it."> she said happily, taking her arm there again <"And don't second guess yourself; if it looked good, and you liked it, then it was a good show, simple as that..."><br/><br/>She kissed the woman on her sensitive ear again as she guided them both slowly through the crowd funneling out.  It would be much slower getting to the car this time.<br/><br/><"And you shouldn't wonder; you didn't 'give it up,' they<em>made</em>you quit."> she stated, firmly <"You were a kid, and they didn't give you a choice.  It wasn't anything but your parents deciding that you're 'special' abilities didn't include dancing.  I bet if it wasn't for them, the Net be damned and you'd be a world-class prima donna by now!"><br/><br/>Wasn't mere flattery; it's how Elisabeth felt about how the woman had explained the situation to her.  Musubi was<em>not</em>to blame for it when she had no other alternative and no means of making one, and she would<em>not</em>let her keep thinking that!<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">OOC</div><div class="spoiler_body">And we see where Elisabeth values certain things now ^_^</div></div>