“I’ll take that as a compliment, your mother is lovely,” Elisabeth replied, an amused smile already crossing her own features, her fear and anxiety regarding the previous conversation already melted away along with most of her ice cream if she didn’t finish it up soon. She was only teasing him, bringing up the argument they had, but she was surprised he actually apologized - Dorian never really did, they usually just stopped caring about fighting and made up. “I appreciate your apology, Dor, and no, I’m not still cross with you,” she admitted, honestly, she didn’t want to carry on a fight with the only person she felt comfortable to confide in, “If you wish me to send letters, as long as you promise to be nice to me, I shall send you some.”