[that is made of win.]
Sam wasn't so sure about all of this teleporting business. But before he had the chance to change his mind, Elisabeth was yanking him toward her and, eventually, kissing him. He instantly pulled his head back and scowled. Opening his mouth to protest against her actions, Sam got halfway through a sentence before he realized that they were someplace else entirely. Turning in a circle, he took in their new surroundings and then glanced back off at Elisabeth. It was an impressive thing that she had accomplished. The teleporting bit. Not the attacking him without notice part.
He took a step away from her and huffed, "Don't do that again."