Elizabeth stood when she was gently nudged from Aleksey's lap, drawing her coat close around herself tightly, and nodding in agreement with Aleksey. "Of course, that's fine. I'd just prefer to get there before dark." She answered with a smile, before starting to make her way back, making sure to hold tight to Aleksey's hand while she did. Sadly, though, her preference wouldn't quite be fulfilled.<br/><br/>The next morning, after breakfast and letting Aleksey go for his run, she'd insisted they get to the train to go to Germany. She didn't speak much on the ride there, but that was just because she was stuck in her own thoughts, staring out the window of the train after insisting she get the window seat, only being drawn from her thoughts occasionally when spoken to.<br/><br/>When they did finally get there, to her grandmother's house, no one would've guessed that there hadn't been someone living there for who knows how long, since her grandmother had died. It was a rather big house, in some degree, three floors, a basement, a main floor, and an upstairs. Leading Aleksey towards the front door, there was no key needed, for when she placed her hand upon the handle it simply unlocked with the slightest click. The house took about three minutes to walk to because of how deep it was in the forest, and with how dark it was, she'd had to follow the path on the ground to even get there.<br/><br/>A small creak sounded as she slowly opened the door, completely silent except for this noise. She almost had the urge to call out a, 'Hello?', but she  suppressed that urge and stepped in, flicking on a light switch which made a buzz sound as the lights flickered to life, showing they had stepped into a living room. But it wasn't cold like it should've been. It was.. Warm. As if the furnace had been turned on. More so, as if it'd been expected they'd arrive. After closing the door behind Aleksey, Elizabeth sighed and rubbed her arms, looking around just the living room at the familiar setting, old books on many bookshelves, the furniture looking old but strangely having no dust, in fact, nothing had dust on it.