"Coin-toss it is." Elizabeth shuffles them over to the one in the corner, because she hasn't slept in that one in a while.

"I'm starting to get that impression-- he just can't stop making story-fodder, can he? Can't stop getting into trouble either."

Elizabeth ducks out from under Ivan's arms and rolls onto the bed, indicating he should follow because now she's cold again. Cuddling! She's done this before, this is easy and delightful.