Elisabeth would have been laughing quite boisterously had she the voice to do so, but instead, she was having a silent fit, looking odd as she bent over from the quiet effort. Though he apparently couldn't hear her (which surprised her since he was dressed similarly to Vader, whom could communicate with her, she still went about speaking telepathically, if only to keep sane. [Me?? Christ, I haven't the power to even go about causing all of this.] As she 'spoke,' she conveyed her message as best she could physically, pointing to herself and shaking her head. It was too big, too much, too...no.
She held up a finger, saying one moment, as she went back to the railing and dug through her handbag. Finding the blue lightsaber that Lord Vader had given her, she produced it and pointed at it then him, and then in one gracious movement, twirling it in her hand and activating it mid twirl. [You have to know what this is, your dress is so like Lord Vader's after all. It's the real reason I sought you ought. Not just to snog you endlessly, though that's always an option.] Elisabeth winked, still holding the activated lightsaber.