While Elizabeth was picked up and spun around, she couldn't help but squeal with laughter, smiling happily as her face had then been given kisses, relieved that she'd been able to evidently please Aleksey in some way enough to make him smile and act in that manner. "Of course I'm okay with it." She answered then, tilting her head slightly to the side as she watched him walk towards the bathroom with that bounce in his step.<br/><br/>After he'd gone for the shower, she'd gone to sit on the couch, and again it came as no surprise as her book happened to suddenly be right beside her when she wasn't looking. She'd figured out by now that the book was bound to her- It'd follow her wherever she might be, and if it didn't want to be opened, anyone else would have a hard time opening the book at all. It was strange, but in a note in the book, her grandmother told her what'd been done to the book, not that she minded of course. She was relieved to know that no matter what happened, it'd always follow her.<br/><br/>Leaning back on the couch, Elizabeth sighed softly to herself as her gaze moved to the balcony door, gazing on outside as she shuddered just at the thought of how bitterly cold it was out there. Yet she felt somehow strange, stranger then what'd normally been happening, yet it was something she couldn't explain even to herself.<br/><br/>Shifting slightly where she was sitting in her discomfort, she heaved herself from her spot on the couch to wander over to the balcony door, placing a hand against the glass as she looked out though she didn't move to step out. She'd go outside, but only if something beckoned her to, or if she absolutely needed to go out, with how badly she detested the cold and all.<br/><br/>And as if to entertain herself, her gaze moved to the glass that kept out the cold, giving a small smile to herself as she thought of a word for 'Frost', and when she purposely breathed against the glass of the door, frost would form where her breath landed, though it had a slightly different design to it then usual frost, which would make it look different only if one cared to look hard enough and notice.