The longer she waited, which really wasn't long at all considering Gambit's speed, the angrier she grew. She was brassed off at the way in which Michael handled the situation, she was narked by being dumped for a sodding once-dead male, she was irritated at herself for having fallen and considered being monogamous...the list grew.
But then she felt Remy, before hearing him, and no sooner had he finished speaking did she snarl, turning on him and shooting two psionic daggers his way. She aimed to miss, hitting just short of his perched self. Her body had become engulfed in her psionic energy, from head to toe. When she spoke, however, the full body effect disappeared and she was pacing again. "The goddamn git fucking left me, Remy, he left me for some stupid (only, it sounded more like schtuped with her being this irate) arse!"
Elisabeth had given thought to revealing her spiteful state to Remy, but could hardly hold back when was present and asking. She was done with crying and had clearly moved on to rage. She was ready to render flesh, but could do with scraping it up with Remy.