Elizabeth would've stared down at her hands in disbelief that she'd actually been able to do this, forcing everyone to the ground except for the same woman who'd held the knife, but she couldn't take her eyes away from Aleksey and the woman, afraid that if she did, something would happen in that moment. And just to make sure, with a flick of her head to the side just slightly, the knife lifted from the snow and it was as if it were tossed at least three feet away from Aleksey.<br/><br/>What she was able to do was stare at the woman carefully, tilting her head just slightly at what was still being said, though she listened carefully none the less, wanting to run to Aleksey though not quite sure if she should just yet. Instead she watched the page be ripped without any response, and the bowl be grabbed. With following eyes, she watched the smoke rise into the air, and just gazed up for a moment or two when the red from the red moon seemed to fade till it was simply silvery as it should be once more.<br/><br/>Elizabeth tensed as Aleksey's eyes went yellow, but the wolf even to her, seemed.. Different.. Almost.. As if it'd been tamed some how. The wolf wasn't fighting Aleksey to come out. It was just.. There. “How do you feel werewolf?” When the question was asked by the woman to Aleksey, she finally urged herself to move from her spot, and quickly rushed to be at Aleksey's side, not caring about the snow as she dropped to her knees beside him, quickly taking his face into her hands as she looked him over for any serious wounds, but was relieved to see there was only a nick against his neck, though even that was too much in her mind.<br/><br/>Using a hand and the snow on the ground, she wet her hands before gently running her fingers over the wound, muttering a word softly, and where her fingers went over the wound, there was an ounce of pain before coolness took over, soothing the pain from the cut against his neck. "Are you alright?" She cooed as if they were the only ones there, looking him in the eyes.