"Ah, very important, then," Elia said with false gravity, reaching for the errant bit of costuming. It really was a lovely little... well, almost nothing, to be honest. But the chains would fall against her skin in a very pleasing way – she had no doubt that it would be a popular costume. "I would hate to keep you from something so pressing."
Even so, she glanced up at him with a raised eyebrow, a little smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. "Sometime when you aren't busy, though... you know I always appreciate your feedback." Yes, Elia was frustrated. She had enjoyed Kennet's attention, the feeling of being wanted as much as she wanted him... but she had made as much of an offer as she was willing. It was a matter of pride.