Elda's own light seemed to glow brighter at Gaven's words, almost an extension of her blushing body. "Please don't say that... Because of my changing ways many subtleties are largely now beyond me. It is bad enough that I am stuck in this hideous form." Elda's eyes teared up slightly at this and the Turtle spoke up in her voice, though clearly speaking for her. "You're not exactly the most subtle of bastards either you Roguish, Half Faced Bugbea--" The turtle was, however, cut off from it's insult as Elda dropped it from her shoulder and kicked it out of site a call of extreme irritation sounding from the far away place of impact. Elda turned back to Gaven. "I am so sorry! He does that, he's made for it! Please forgive me!" Elda's eyes were now flooding with tears, a strange trait that actually now happened naturally though was, before her change, something that she had never understood.