[ For a few more long seconds, Elda continues her little freak out, but manages to reign it in after a moment more, letting her hair fall over her face for a moment before springing (quite literally) back up to her feet. Given she's only barely taller than him the effect isn't quite as imperious as she could be, but her expression is more focused ]

A gentleman keeps his promises, you know. [ But that said... ] Don't count me out though, I might not be a detective, but I can pull my weight in figuring things out too.

[ . . . She might not have connected the "fang" thing yet ]