At the others words, Sylvia sighed softly and with practiced ease, flipped the switch beside were Aleksandr stood. She winced when light filled the room but relaxed when she adjuster to it. Her eyes scanned her living room before focusing on the dining table that she'd bought a year ago, her kitchen drawing her gaze next. 

"Alright, that door on the right is my room, the one on the left by the kitchen is the bathroom. Shall we?" Her head was thtobbing now and her urge to hit something had her fingers digging deeper into her flesh without realizing it. She'd relaxed in the others arms but refused to fully give in and rest, something didn't feel right and it annoyed her. She glanced up at Aleksandr and arched a brow, her leg was beginning to throb as well. [@Briza]