"You wouldn't want me to be the one picking a car out for you anyway," Elsa replied. "If it runs on anything more complicated than steam, I'm a lost cause."

And even then...

"And thank you. I... I'm sorry about your mother," she offered, softly. "I think perhaps I would like to talk about it sometime, if you don't mind. I haven't, yet. Not really. And burying it..."

Well, she had so many things pushed away and hidden, this on top of it all was not exactly helping anything.