Elizabeth was about to comment on the mention that she'd hate where they were going, but she didn't have the chance because Aleksey had already kissed her. Of course she didn't mind, and had quickly returned the kiss, some part of her caring to forget what she'd just been about to say anyways, instead gently tangling a hand into his brown hair to hold herself closer against him.<br/><br/>-------------------------------~*~ -------------------------------<br/><br/>In truth, Elizabeth had been slightly disappointed there had been separate beds, but hadn't said anything about such a thing, instead grateful they were in some place heated just because of how cold it was outside- Freezing in her mind, even more so then back in Russia. She didn't understand what anyone said around there though, except for Aleksey, just because almost everyone spoke Russian, and that fact made her wish she'd learned Russian at some point.<br/><br/>But any worries were practically wiped away, because as it turned out, Aleksey seemed to have made a habit of sleeping in her own bed- Not that she minded. She preferred it that way, just didn't have the nerve to tell him that, afraid he'd get the wrong idea one way or another. And even if he ended up not going to her own room to sleep in her bed, she'd usually be the one to wake and creep into his room. It felt awfully lonely sleeping in a bed alone, after having done it numerous times with Aleksey, where she'd get warmth and comfort rather then being alone.<br/><br/>What was strangest, in her case, was that with each passing day, things continued to feel.. Different. It was as if she'd be able to tell where Aleksey was throughout where they were staying without having to try very hard anymore, simply thinking about the idea and it'd come to her where he was, almost like a sensing thing. And from reading more of what her grandmother had left for her as far as notes and messages went, what she was doing was considered being able to tell where 'aura' is, and since she'd already recognized Aleksey's without even having to try, she'd almost always be able to pin point him, despite having to try very hard or not at times, and the other part of it was being able to feel the energy, or 'magic' in the surrounding area. What she didn't know, was that she, herself, was letting off an 'aura' of sorts, which was practically like leaving on a tap as to what strength she was gaining each day, which was rather easy to unsettle animals or supernatural people, possibly humans if they were sensitive enough for it, even, but also depending on the strength.<br/><br/>Elizabeth was in too deep of a sleep to feel the brush of a kiss against her skin, which only caused a slight, bare movement where she was laying with a soft, incoherent murmur that might've been to herself, or towards Aleksey, that much was unclear. About ten minutes later though she managed to get herself awake, not surprised to find her book on the edge of the bed, even though she hadn't brought it with her.<br/><br/>The first thing she did was curl up tightly beneath the blankets, savoring what warmth came from them as she sighed and closed her eyes for a few moments before groggily rising from the bed to climb from beneath the sheets, rubbing at her eyes while her long auburn hair was a bit messy from sleep, though from a simple brush she'd have no trouble fixing that.<br/><br/>Walking out of the bedroom, she rubbed at her eyes while she spotted Aleksey at the balcony, though she herself didn't dare step out into the cold with what a grudge she had against it, it seemed. "What're you doing out there when it's so cold?" She questioned while still rubbing at her eyes with one hand, the other over her stomach as if to protect herself from the cold.