When the dance ended, Elissa swayed toward Haytham as her step faltered and she shakily exhaled. "Oh! It suddenly seems rather warm in here," she offered with a unrepentant smile. "I almost feel unable to breathe." One hand was pressed to her waist. He would know very well that her corset wasn't laced too tightly as he was the one who did the lacing at the inn, but that didn't stop her from playing the damsel in distress.

Lowering her voice to a whisper, she added, "Perhaps a breath of cooler air would help?"