She doesn't stumble; the sand's too soft for that, and she's keyed up enough that when she feels herself starting to shift, she finishes the move without thinking. But it finally pulls her far enough into Elliott's bubble that she cools off from the trance she's been in, and then promptly warms up again in a different way. Her own face heats up, and a lot of that easy charm and force of personality melts away, leaving more or less normal Lisa in its place, happy but conscious she's gone way too deep. It's probably a visible difference for someone that's seen a few sides of her... like Elliott.

"Yeah," she says simply after a second, much more softly and staying that way, wanting to kick herself for being so lame after everything she'd just said. "It'd make me really happy to show you. Thank you... for believing in me."

...oh god what does she do with her hands, why did she let herself get like this, how did she get like this, is this what having actual charisma without having the brakes applied all the time is like-