The muddled memories of Elsa's life currently amount to this: she loves chocolate, she has a younger sister named Anna ( still figuring that out ), she works at the bank, and she has apparently spends ample time with Gladiolus Amicitia. There are other people she faintly recognizes, and thank goodness for that. It seems that not all hope is lost.

"No, not at the moment," she replies cautiously. "I was feeling like my old self for a while there." What she believes is her old self, anyway. Before the energy depletion.