She nods knowingly at that. Elektra is never seen. It's a necessity for someone calling themself a ninja. It did ensure the Chaste were forever terrified of her. The memory of that and the one time someone had the balls to do something about it make her smile bitterly. "We'd need plenty of liquor to touch that one. It's not a pretty story." A child having to fight off older men trying to kill her never is.