Sawtooth Spire Duracell Rabbit

Maybe calling it naivete was being too kind, though Quell felt bad for even thinking it. But maybe Elfie was... slow? He certainly didn't seem capable of keeping up with this conversation. Q checked herself. Was she talking too fast? She didn't think so, though she wouldn't mind dialing it back a notch or two.

"Don't worry about it," she said, summarily dismissing the subject and preparing to restart the conversation from scratch. Q almost repeated her question a third time but instead asked simply, "How are you doing today, Elfie?" She smiled patiently at him, feeling another twinge of guilt when she realized her attraction to him had dulled somewhat over the course of the past few minutes. But maybe that was for the best?