Beginning of the Incoming Storm

Elizabeth smiled softly as she heard him. "You're welcome, thank you for saving me from that blizzard." She replied as she stood, grabbing both of their plates and taking them to the kitchen, leaving them in the sink. She'd do dishes later. She walked back out then and sat back down at the table, before looking slightly surprised hearing him as she found her face feeling a little warm at the thought that he had been 'intrigued' by her. "Well, I'm not sure really what to say about myself...." She trailed off, trying to think of something. "I mean, I like to read, especially on days like today." She added, looking out the window, seeing the snow blowing past, lit up by the lights of the street lamps that had flickered on not long ago. "What about you? Tell me something about yourself." She smiled as she turned back to look at him.

Elizabeth smiled softly as he actively became engaged with her love for reading, sympathizing with it as well. "Gosh, I really couldn't begin to narrow down a favourite author. If I was made to though, I think Jane Austen would pull out above the rest, even if just barely. I can't begin to count how many times I've read Pride and Prejudice." She admitted with slight embarrassment, not knowing what kind of books he was into, but she doubted it would be the romantic and slightly feminist authoress. "But Tolkien will always have a special place in my heart as well, J.K. Rowling, Terry Goodkind, Margaret Mitchell. I really can't choose." She murmured as she smiled some. "What about you? What are your favourite authors? Books?" She asked trying to hide the eagerness in her voice.

"Mark Twain, he's rather good as well, though I'm afraid to admit that when I read him in high school I couldn't really get into his works." Elizabeth admitted as she smiled some, shaking her head slightly. "I read that book recently, it was rather good. I liked his one quote-how did it go- something like "Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime."" She smiled all the more. "It made me feel a bit better about having to uproot all the time, leaving friends that I would rarely make behind." She admitted. "It also helped with my nerves about having to go to new places." She murmured as she lightly drew patterns on her table with her fingers, before looking back to Klaus. "What else should I know about you, Klaus?" She asked lightly, grinning a bit more.

Elizabeth smiled hearing him as she nodded, before her eyes lit up hearing his quote he took from the book. "That was a good one." She admitted as she smiled all the more. She tilted her head some then hearing what he said as she shrugged her shoulders slightly. "Isn't that true about most anyone. Everyone has the potential to be evil, one can choose whether they want to be or not though. Evil is free will." She murmured softly as she looked over to him. "Or, at least, that is my belief. I know it might seem rather naive." She admitted as she smiled some at him. "And you hardly seem like someone that could truly be dangerous."

Elizabeth tilted her head some then hearing what he said next, finding it curious then, though she had heard people claim that they'd kill anyone who tried to harm those they love before. Regardless he sounded....serious about it. "The myth? As in the one about supernatural beings?" She asked lightly then as she heard him, chewing some on her lower lip. "To be completely honest....I'm not sure what to think about it. I mean, there are tons of things that go on in this world that nobody has the answer to. I wouldn't ever want to say that something like their myths could never have existed, but at the same point I've grown up being told the exact opposite. I wouldn't be sure exactly what to believe till I'd be given the facts either against the reality of those myths or for it." She murmured softly as she watched him intently. "What do you believe, Klaus?"

Elizabeth tilted her head some hearing what he said next as she lifted an eyebrow. "You're making yourself seem older than you really are." She teased light then as she smiled some, before chewing softly on her lower lip hearing what he said next about being into history. "I believe the truth in our history books to be exact. Everything, no matter if we perceive it as a legend, myth, fantasy, everything comes from some semblance of truth. History isn't always objected, most often it is interpreted, sometimes even completely changed based on the opinion of the author or the historian. That's where reading history becomes complicated, almost impossible some times."

Elizabeth listened to him, before smiling softly hearing what he said about her talking as if she were older, shrugging her shoulders slightly. "I'm saying that yes, history can have it's faults; after all history has been created by people and we know above all that people are fallible." She murmured softly then as she watched him. "But I'm also saying that things had to develop from some form of truth, just that, that truth could have been stretched to accommodate what people want to believe instead of what they should hear." She sighed some then, before listening to what he said next. She chewed thoughtfully on her lower lip then. "The cynical person in me believes that there could never be no hostility when it comes to outsiders entering a foreign nation. People are naturally protective of what is theirs, and that includes their way of life. If they feel that anything that belongs to them is threatened they defend it, and often that leads to hostile behaviour. Humans as a species are radical within themselves, they think radically and thus act radically. Hostility would have been inevitable, even for a man such as Christopher Columbus. Hell, even missionaries, the supposed men of God were met with hostility and acted with hostility when the British colonized India. It's all about ultimatums, maybe if we didn't have so many we'd have less problems in this world" She flushed then, realizing she had just went on a little mini rant. "Uh, yeah, anyways..." She cleared her throat awkwardly.