Honestly, this is the way Ellever's mind tends to shift anyway, to the usual exasperation of her fellow Zier employees, and to have someone go that way with her is pretty incredible. To suggest it first, even. Her expression brightens a bit more, as she drops the ballgown back into the crate and eyes the resulting explosion of color.

Whoever picked these costumes out likes to be colorful. She can get down with that, at least.

"I mean..." She glances around them. "I wouldn't be shocked, honestly, given... everything."

It says something that tricksters would be one of the less outlandish possibilities for where they are and the current situation they're finding themselves in. If she wasn't so distracted with the choke of her last breath, Elle would find this all very fascinating. As it is, her mind feels like it's chugging on half-empty. For now, at least.

But it's working well enough for her to wonder where the jump of logic came from.

"Do you have a lot of trickster experience?"