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Cordelia drew back again, flopping into the chair she had been sitting in before as though it were the most comfortable chair she'd ever sat in (or at least like she was determined to make it so). She smoothed her skirt again before leaning against one of the arms, a soft smile curving the corners of her mouth at the other girl's question.

"Erik... Oddy..." She laughed, shaking her head slowly. "He's... Okay. Hanging in there, at least. He was just really tired; drained out. There's this silly thing I've been invited to that I'm going to try and drag him to if I can. It's strange trying to get the hang of... Well... Running into people from work outside of work, I guess."

"This is... One of those things that.... Oh, hell." She huffed, displaying a bit of spunk before glancing up, eyes wide and face slightly flushed. "I'm sorry. It's just one of those things that my parents are insisting I attend because they received the invitation before I did. Four months ago I would have been thrilled to receive an invitation to a ball. Now? Knowing what's really going on out there?"

Cordelia shook her head, leaning back against the chair once more. "I bet he would look really charming in a tuxedo, though. As long as he doesn't pick out an outlandish vest..." Knowing him, he would, but that was part of being a teenager still, wasn't it?

"Odd how things work out like that, isn't it? It's not like we can sign up for a social networking site to pair us up with team mates who are like minded... Just imagine what the sorting test would be like."

"I'm sure, just to spite me, she would put in 'How do you feel about working with the Goddamn Batman'." She snorted softly, rolling her eyes before returning to what might possibly be the more appropriate topic for 'girls their age' to discuss, at least should anyone walk in.

"A debutant ball that's masquerading as a charity event; held for one of the older girls at Crystal. Everyone who's everyone received an invitation..." Cordelia rolled her eyes again, trying hard not to sigh. "I'm sure it could be fun, but..." But she had been one of those girls. She had lived that life, was still considered to be living it by those who weren't questioning her odd new habits and friends. Those girls were mean and they were usually capable of eating people alive.

"... Oddy could probably hold his own amongst them. It might not be a bad idea."

"I love looking at dresses, and shopping for dresses... Shopping in general, but..." There was a time and place for everything, although deep down she had a feeling that Gabbie was right. "I told him that if I decided to go he had to come with me, so we'll see. I still have a bit of time to RSVP."

At the mention of time she sighed, glancing down at the silver charm bracelet that she wore on her left wrist, turning it so that she could see the one charm with a clock face. "... Speaking of time. My mother is going to worry if I don't check in and let her know how Demetri's doing. If I give you my number you'll call sometime? Maybe we can have a shopping date, or even a patrol date once you're out of your cast. I think I've been spending too much time with the boys anyways..."

"I'll swing by again the next time I come to visit Demetri." She nodded, smiling as she stood before stooping down to grab her back so that she could swing it back over her shoulder. "If you're still here, that is... Hopefully you won't be. We'll be in touch, though." Her smile brightened as she nodded once more, actually meaning it when she said that, instead of filling it with the hollow promise of a shallow girl.

Cordelia paused once she reached the doorway, glancing back over her shoulder. "We'll make it through all of this. Somehow." Then she turned again, heading quickly out into the hall so that she could make her way back down to the car that would be waiting to take her back to Crystal Academy.