( fear )

[ Elizabeth is caught between wonder and wariness, as the embodiment of the most fantastic creature is not behaving... quite as expected. She'd initially tried to approach it, eyes shining at the realization that the fantastical creature actually existed, but with the way it's snorting angrily and pawing the ground, she's begun to rethink the idea. ]

Um, there there... I'm backing up now, see? Nothing to be concerned about... oh dear...

( confusion )

[ Literally her first experience with another human being, and she clubs him over the head with a tome. She can take care of herself! Until the world starts falling down around them... ]

( tranquility )

[ It's everything she'd have expected a proper feast to be, and the beaming smile that Elizabeth is wearing is proof enough that, strange circumstances aside, she's probably the happiest person to be stuck in Hadriel that most have seen. ]

Oh this is wonderful look at all the food! And the trimmings! It's funny how you never think of trimmings as important but really, they add so much to the whole atmosphere, have you ever seen something so welcoming in your whole life?