Elisabeth hugged herself close to him, hooking her fingers into the hand about her waist, and moving her eyes from him and where she was walking. She focused more on him when he answered her question, narrowing her brows in concern. With her free hand, she gently stroked his cheek...and then she heard the thought. Elisabeth faltered slightly in her steps, pulling him to a slow stop with her hand still hanging near his chin. "What did you say?" It came in a rushed whisper, her face contorting between being worried and being upset. Immediately she felt sympathetic towards him, while some might be angry or fearful. Anyone who wasn't human, she seemed to connect with immediately, because her mutant genes didn't exactly make her human either.