Elizabeth looks down at the creature as it comes over to her. She steps back a little, uncertain of this creature in front of her, but when it rubs it's head against her leg and purs, she can't help but to reach out and pet the thing. She pets it, listening to Flint as he talks, watching as he heads into the house, following closely behind him. She glances around at Flint's home, "So, you built this place all on your own?" She asks curiously as she slowly walks deeper into the house, looking around. "It's pretty cool." She says, gently places her hand on the wall, feeling the wood. She walks over and sits down on one of the chairs by the table, relaxing a little.