[i]Elizabeth originally looked as if she would say something to contradict Iris suddenly, although her words did not leave her mouth as her sister pressed her hand against the chilly skin. From there, the young woman went quiet, looking back at Iris before sighing as she looked away, questioning the corpse.[/i] [i]In response, the lifeless elf flickered with motion, it's frozen eyes looking up at Iris before it forced itself up, utilizing it's now frosted staff as a walking stick, which even that froze: a spearhead protruded from both ends, allowing for additional usage of blade, each made of ice.[/i] "You didn't bring a.. jacket?" [i]Elizabeth questioned to Iris, as the elven man rose. From there, she began to concentrate, until the dropped temperature began to.. loosen up, a slight heat returning to the plains. It was still cold, not to Liz of course, but it would warm up.[/i] "...We should head back. To.. that place Mom and Dad found. Dojoville, I think it's called."