[The smile fades. She drums her fingers on the table, the ornate metal claws clicking sharply.]

It is clear you are bright - so I am at a loss as to how to explain how it is you can so thoroughly miss the point.

[Emeleth stands up. She doesn't loom over Betty, not deliberately at least. But the difference in their heights is stark, especially when her guest is sitting.

She turns away and briefly paces down to the end of her trailer, then back again.]