[ Elizabeth's best choice is to clearly just go hang out with girls because boys are fucking stressful? Her fingers knead at his back, unable to really show that she was so happy he was alright. She recalls so much of the brokenness in his eyes and wants to avoid seeing that again.

..It's just sad that the man who killed him was the one who did that.

She won't comment on that.

Finally, she pulls back, looking up to him with an honest expression. ]

I'll never forgive you for that, I thought - I thought you were gone completely. Don't be ignorant again.

[ She admits, but she'll just go ahead and give the guy his space. Stepping back a bit, she awkwardly crosses her arms over her chest and rubs at the side of her neck, feeling as if she was just as impulsive as some of her company lately. ]

Sorry - I ... ugh, you make me so mad sometimes.

[ But, she glances to Jack. ]

I should have been here sooner but, um... -

[ Fighting dragons, kidnapping princesses, and giving up her own Paris was kinda emotional... :( ]

I was held up.