Elizabeth couldn't help but giggle while Aleksey had managed to steal another kiss from her, not that she minded, really, while she gave a gentle little squeeze to his hand, following after him closely while they were approaching the cafe they'd be eating at. Frankly, she didn't answer his question, just because she still wasn't quite sure herself, as to what answer she'd be giving, when she wasn't sure why she was this happy in the first place.<br/><br/>Stepping in, she was almost as shocked as Aleksey seemed to have momentarily been, blinking twice as she adjusted to the loud sounds. Being as timid as she was, it was hard not to jump at every clang or clatter from plates being put together, or shouts from someone in the kitchen telling another what to do. Though, it hadn't taken her very long to adjust, and she sat at the table Aleksey went to, taking a seat across from him while curiously gazing around for a moment or two.<br/><br/>And at first she blinked at the waitress- The woman was speaking in Russian again, she could tell. She managed to get in her order between the chatter, but was again taken by surprise by Aleksey's sudden statement for the woman to simply go get their food, which of course she didn't really mind, though she thought it a bit odd, but of course she didn't question it. She was able to tell of the wolf's irritation of it all.<br/><br/>"I know. You don't have to be sorry." She answered, reaching over the table where Elizabeth then gently took one of Aleksey's hands to hold onto lightly, giving it a soft squeeze to try and comfort him in some way, if at all possible. Yet when she glanced over at the seat, as if on cue, the book was right beside her again. She almost rolled her eyes at it, as if it were an actual person, but prevented herself from doing so and looked to Aleksey again rather quickly.