Elizabeth watched his reaction in confusion, trying to understand what had happened here. Obviously this same change had come over Prometheus. "I'm... confused," Elizabeth said, looking down at herself and drawing the robe a little more closed as it was exposing more breast than she was currently comfortable with.
"What," Elizabeth asked, "just happened here? Because last night I had every intention of going home and... well." She looked between them pointedly. Lucky it had been Prometheus. Had it been someone she didn't care about, didn't think of as one of her closest friends, Elizabeth would have been running for the hills.