Elisabeth raised one brow, asking, [Holy Mother? You're religious then? Funny, I wouldn't pick you as such, but whatever pushes your cart.]
She faltered in her stance as the scenery changed drastically and she wasn't sure if she should shadow-port the hell out of there. But it was over and he was holding a weapon that made her eyes narrow. Elisabeth licked her lips and jutted her chin at Pyramid Head. "What's under that cage anyway? Do you wear it as punishment?"
To be ready, she flicked her wrist and had a psionic blade ready, but she made no move.