She is. [He doesn't sound entirely convinced, but that's because he's still thinking of Elle - and then shakes his head, trying to dislodge that association and not bring his feelings about Elle into this conversation.]

She reminds me of Elle, [he explains his tone, hoping that that will stop a misunderstanding] who was... well, is. Back where I'm from. [He extends a hand in a one-armed shrugging gesture.] She's a part of my friends group back home, little sister of one of the others who just dropped in with us and really is calling the shots half the time. Prodigy student of a teacher who rejected me when I tried to pick up the violin back in the day, something about me not having enough talent. I never picked up any instrument after that, so that's... a point of contention for me that's really not her fault. Always makes it weird, though.

I don't know what kind of kid Revvie is, but Elle sure knows how cute she is and uses it for evil. [He grins, indicating that he's joking, even though - well, a lot of things that Elle uses her ten-year-old looks for, many people would call evil.]