"Don't worry.." She soothed at any mention of his mother, giving a half smile towards Aleksey while Elizabeth gave a soft and tender squeeze to the hand he had taken a hold of. She then gave a soft laugh towards Aleksey with a small shake of her head. "No.. It's still there. Rarely. When I do see my father, all we can ever seem to do is argue.." She paused a moment, scrunching her nose at herself. "But.. Sometimes, I can say I'm glad. Other times, it'd be nice to have -something- going on that had to do with family." She gave a tender kiss to his cheek again, smiling slightly more now. "But that's why I have you." She stated sweetly with another gentle squeeze to his hand, for once feeling as if he were delicate with how sick he looked.<br/><br/>"When do you think you'll be feeling better..?"