Broken Antler Fen Dance

Eljay's refusal to drop the subject entirely annoyed Lele, but she did not show it outwardly. Instead she listened, brow still furrowed, eyes trained on him. He insisted that everyone did it and by saying so he had unwittingly made her feel, as if she was abnormal of sort. It was one thing, when you knew it yourself, but it was very different, if someone else pointed it out. She knew she should not take this to heart, but it stung nevertheless. 

Besides that she felt pushed in the corner by his next question. Again the rational part of her mind brought forward a feeble argument that he meant well, that all things considered this was just a small-talk to get to know better. That he really tried to keep up a conversation etc., etc., etc. (this is, where she stopped paying attention to this voice and fully immersed herself in the emotions). "I sleep," she told curtly and pressed her lips together, wondering if this was a good hint enough that she no longer wanted to discuss this.