Elisabeth sympathized with his alienation and offered a smile to convey as much. "Aye, well, best get used to it, because apparently we're all stuck here. Fun times, yeah?"
When she turned from the cooling brownies and saw he hadn't in fact followed, Liz frowned and re-appeared in the living room. Elisabeth had taken the liberty to decorate their place with a tone of Asia; black and white photo of bamboo over the sofa, mini Zen garden on the table, a rug with Japanese Phoenixes weaving through it. "You're allowed to sit, Sidney. Would you like something to drink? Brownies should be edible in a few minutes, give or take depending on your tolerance for hot things." Oh, how easy it would be to turn that into a dirty statement, but for once, she held her tongue.