Elsie wasn't sure if she was relieved or put out that he moved even further away, however feeling anything but in control of herself at the moment, she realized he understood what she needed better than she did. She watched him perch himself on the edge of his bed out of the corner of her eye while she took a couple of minutes to continue her little circle of energy release. It was helping, she already felt a little better, but she still felt guilty about letting it get to her in the first place.

Realistically, the last thing she felt like doing (and Tyb probably felt like hearing about) was rehashing the conversation with her mother. Just the thought of it set her teeth on edge again and so all she could do was sigh in response. Shoulders slumped, she finally paused her pacing to look at him straight on again. Pulling a dramatic grimace, she moved to stand in front of him, reaching out to brush her fingers along his cheek.

"No, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to ruin the mood." She could pace her own bedroom any time. Now she should be taking advantage of the fact that she had him at her fingertips instead of letting everything overwhelm her. "But yes, she knows now and I'm sure you can imagine how she felt about it. I was as vague as possible, but that ridiculous gossip rag gave me a lot to work against." She sighed again quietly. "Sometimes it just feels like we're sliding backwards through no fault of our own and it's frustrating." She added in little more than a whisper, blue eyes fixed on his hazel ones intently.