[ such language on a lady's lips still shocks her. it's scandalous. but she finds herself smirking a little at it, rather than pointing out ilde's crudeness. what an alarming sign, that she is beginning to get used to and amused by said crudeness. ]

Many, perhaps but not most. Neither you nor I are likely to meet "most" people, after all.

[ elizabeth cants her head to the side to watch ilde closely, and smiles a little. ]

Perhaps you are not. You have not precisely had an easy time of late. Being a woman of means does not disqualify you from enduring hardship.

How nuanced has it become? Is all determined by silent cues, then?