"It's why it unsettles me so, to claim to be my country means he has a hold on me that no one else does." She looked away though, for a moment, laughing a little. "Not that I think he bares me any ill will."

Which was a small mercy. But one she appreciated. She was consciously anxious about that, about finding that some person did in fact want her dead, and she had no guards to protect her.

Still, she couldn't think too much about that, Echidna was distracting enough. Really. There was just so much she was trying vainly to not look at. It was hard enough trying not to ask if she wanted a jacket or something similar. Was she not cold at the very least? "No, save a bit of archery, I've never held a weapon in my life." Elizabeth shook her head at that, amused. "I hate battle, point of fact. Luck has saved me more than anything else. I avoid it however I can, especially because the first time... I did so for poor reasons, and paid for it dearly. But recently I have been luckier." And she'd been defending herself. Even if she had brought it down on her own head.