[It's the morse code that catches her attention. She truly studied hard for her role in the war against the Hand. Of course she knows morse code. Elektra is filled with obscure knowledge that would aide her father in his quest to destroy them for good. Elektra sits up from the bed she's been haunting in order to silently pad over. She took a few good hits in their fight despite how adamant she was about his inferiority. It takes a little more effort than usual to move with graceful ease.
The door opens to reveal not one, but two lost dogs. Really only one of them is welcome even if Elektra made her point quite clearly across his face. Her eyes narrow at the sight of Frank and predictably soften at Max. It keeps her meaner comments in check though not by much.]
This isn't a shelter. If it was, I'd only take the good dog in. [That said, she's moving out of the way. Come in. You clearly want to.]
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The door opens to reveal not one, but two lost dogs. Really only one of them is welcome even if Elektra made her point quite clearly across his face. Her eyes narrow at the sight of Frank and predictably soften at Max. It keeps her meaner comments in check though not by much.]
This isn't a shelter. If it was, I'd only take the good dog in. [That said, she's moving out of the way. Come in. You clearly want to.]