She snickered and cracked her neck, hands finding a decent grip on her hips. [Seems I should be saying that to you, Red. You're the one who stood me up, love.] Elisabeth stood a few feet from him, assessing the situation. She got a lay of the land peripherally and tried to tap into his thoughts to see what his first move would be. And as with Ryan, she felt the lack of emotions, making him all the more eerie. Though...
"You know, you are strangely beautiful. In an odd and tragic sort of way, yeah?" She canted her head to the left, eying him.