"Morning. Not quite good though." She retorted with a small sigh to herself, very nearly rolling her eyes at the thought though she refrained herself from doing so. She usually didn't talk with many people, more so just her cat. Crap.. Her cat. The damned thing was probably hungry by now...<br/><br/>"Yes, I did." Elizabeth answered at the comment about her shoes, making a slight face at herself for a moment. She could remember exactly where it had happened, stepping into the thick, wet and cold mud. She had very nearly been caught right there and then, but she had yanked off her shoes and cast one of her quick defensive spells to practically throw the men that had been after her back over five feet. Then again, that had used plenty of her energy.<br/><br/>"What am I?" She repeated, making another face, more at herself then to anyone else. "Isn't that a bit forward?" She mused then with a roll of her eyes, but simply bent over a bit to wring out her long black hair, ridding it of what water might've been left. "You're a vampire." She stated casually, shrugging slightly before she continued with her speaking.<br/><br/>"I'm a witch. Nothing much." She shrugged again, letting the water from her hair drip to the ground before she stood back up, running her hands through her hair to try and help dry it out further, faster, and easier. "Why were they after you?" She was quick to ask this question, thinking that possibly for whatever reason Arthur might answer, then she'd possibly learn the reason they were after her, too.