"Creepy is a definite yes." Elita nodded a little as they started to walk by the various empty buildings, as they did the colonial theme gave way to the more grand and seemingly royal theme of Fantasyland. She briefly remembered something from when the world felt less cold and seemed more bright, a memory of the small hands of her three-year-old self held within her mom's and dad's, the glee of a 'one, two, three, whee!' as a smaller version of her did a small hop and was swung forward— a brief glimpse of a bright blue sky and pretty colors of the carousel. She pushed down those memories and locked them away the the glass and steel box that was her heart. No more 'one, two, three, whee!', no more hands being held by mom or dad. The blue sky she sought was obscured from sight and the pretty carousel now tinged red under this oppressive light.<br/>"Was it fun?" She quietly replied, more to herself than to Yuri before shaking away the thoughts.<br/>"Hopefully in Tomorrowland we'll find food and not anything other than that..." she said giving a slight pause. "Maybe a phone or something to contact outside with?" She offered. "Look, if you run into security you should be fine, you have a ticket and all. Me? If I get caught it spells disaster in so many different ways." She said not wanting to even think of the consequences that'll come falling down of her own head and her family back is California.