[Truthfully, Elle is more embarrassed than actually annoyed. She knew what she had signed up for the moment she had more than one or two conversations with Corvus, a little more than a week and a half ago. (Was it nearly two weeks already? How did it feel like it was going by in a flash?)

Instead, that was not a conversation she wanted to have in public, in frantic whispering, with him of all people. For some reason, her spike of embarrassment was acute, almost debilitating. She wasn't sure why, but her mind was whirling, and all she could think to do was to tell him to hush.

The odd "yes" makes her think that, at least, he's going to behave for now. (She swears she can still feel his presence so close and directly behind her, even if they're not touching.)

It's only when she pays for two tickets up at the front, that Elle begins to walk towards the actual entrance of the planetarium, but not without turning to Corvus and handing him his. it seems that her embarrassment has died down a little, now that the subject of... being "propositioned" has been shut down.]

Here. This one's yours. They'll check it at the door, then we can go in and sit wherever there's room.

...And sorry for telling you to shut up, back there.