Elia looked up at Harper's voice, catching some of the Lyseni exchange which sounded as if it would be a very interesting story indeed. Her posture changed immediately: straightened back, lifted chin and a smile on her face. It was more reflex than anything. She gave a soft laugh. "You are not too forward, Harper. It is a gray day for gray thoughts." Elia gestured to the empty bench beside her. "How have you been? I haven't seen you this past week- are you creating some new masterwork?"