"I know," Elizabeth nodded with a small smile up at him. "I always could."
Those compliments he laid on Elizabeth were better than anything that boyfriend had said to her for weeks. She and Prometheus, theirs was not a romantic attachment, but she remembered (still vividly) one of their last nights together when they'd been posing as a married couple.
When he offered her a drink, Elizabeth shook her head with a small thoughtful frown. "No," she said quietly and then reached out to take his hand back, holding it up so that she could brush her cheek across his knuckles, her eyes closed