She shuddered as she sighed and decided talking would help her be distracted. "Favorite color...?"

"Blue." He answered immediately. "What's yours?"

"Purple..." She said softly. "Favorite instrument besides the piano...?"

"Violin." He answered. "How about you?"

"Violin." She giggled softly, despite the thunder in the background. "Least favorite music type?"

He made a terrible face. "Country. Defiantly Country."

She laughed softly. "Country is pretty bad. But I don't like most rap either..."

He had to agree. "I'm more for classical and maybe a bit of rock."

"I am rather fond of Classical..." She was about to go out on a limb with this one. "What do you look for in a girl... Or boy... Whichever you prefer..."

He turned so re he thought he might die. He cleared his throat awkwardly. "Um. I like sweet people. Perhaps...people um...like you maybe..?" he felt like an idiot.

"Really now?" She looked at his face, and even in the dark she could see his was red. "well, I like guys who are nice, kind, smart, with violet eyes, a cowlick and adorable mole on his left cheek..." She said, blushing terribly. "Oh, and I forgot..." She touched the edge of his glasses softly. "Glasses. I like those too."

He made a high pitched squeakig sound and only hoped that she hadn't heard it. He wasn't used to the warm, fuzzy feeling in the very pit of his stomach. "I-Is that so...well then..that kid of sounds like me I'd say." He cleared his throat and then flushed some more as her finger came up so close to his face.

"I think, that kid sound exactly like you." She said, pressing her forehead against his. "Or, that's what I think." She said, putting a hand over his.

He took he hand in his. "This is crazy. I just want you to know that." He said, though he did not regret it.

"You'll learn, I make things a bit crazy..." She laughed softly, not even noticing that the storm had started to pass over. "It's kind of in my nature..."

He smiled. "Maybe crazy is good for a stiff like me."

She laughed softly. "You aren't a stiff if you're willingly putting up with me... Well, I guess at first it wasn't willingly." She laughed again as the rain slowed to a stop.

Roderich smiled and ran a thumb over her hand. "You see, the rain has stopped and its all ok again."

Elizaveta smiled, a pink blush on her cheek. "I-I hadn't even noticed..." She looked over to the skylight to see that the clouds were moving away. "That's good..." She looked back to him, noticing she was still really close to him. "S-sorry..." She moved back slightly

He pulled her close again. "I didn't mind. I like having you so close to me." he admitted.

She blushed a bit darker. "Oh, okay then..." She smiled softly and hugged him.

The austrian hugged her back. The power still hadn't come on.

"I don't know when the power will be back on..." She said, frowning at the dark. "Good thing I don't mind the dark..." She wiggled out of the Austrian's arms to grab a candle stick and lighter. She lit the candle then sat back down. "Now we have a bit of light"

He laughed. "The dark isn't so bad. Besides. That candle makes the room seem kind of romantic."

She smiled. "You're right... I didn't even think about that..." She laughed softly. "But you're right..."