Elsie had to give him that one- "Me too," She chuckled. Though Elsie knew her mother simply had her best interests at heart, this whole debacle with the rumors and Mr. Adlard had brought her actions and choices under keen inspection, which was not something Elsie had ever planned on. In fact it was why she'd been so quiet in her small rebellions, so complacent to go with the flow for the most part. She recognized her mother had been rather lenient in her guidance, but no longer- or so Elsie gathered.

Shaking her head, bemused smile hid behind her glass, she sighed again, more softly this time. There was no denying the sense of comfort she found in having him around, even at a respectable distance. Perhaps it was the fact that she was glad to see him, despite the circumstances surrounding them still, but it felt almost as if the rest of the party had faded away to the background now that she had him. "I believe my dance card has been both physically and metaphorically tossed into a corner somewhere to be long forgotten." Thank Merlin for that. She highly doubted anybody wanted to dance with her anyway, with everything that had been said recently.

"Enjoying yourself?" She questioned after a small sip of her drink, enjoying the warm fuzzy feeling spreading through her, though it made the urge reach out that much harder to resist. Rationally, she knew she shouldn't but it seemed like when things felt the most desperate the more she wanted to just escape from it all. The notion was ridiculous of course, but the desire was still there.