Drezlin contorts helplessly on the floor, as he body releases all that was human. The pain is hell.
But as the being said, it passes. Drezlin stands. The ease at which he gets up of the floor would have knocked him off balance if he did not recover it so quickly.
Drezlin feels the new power within his mind, and reels from it. "Not to much to soon" he cautions himself.

Drezlin turns to the Being, a question forming in his mind.

You said you could not "turn" both of us. Shall I turn I elizabeth ?

You do not have the strength, Roman. Wait, you must wait.

He turns to face his creation.

Rest. You will wake tomorrow evening.

Drezlin ponders the reply. and feels a strange longing, something deep within. As if lust, hunger, and desire had formed a sick union. But it fades. Leaving an echo of wanting that almost makes him tremble. Drezlin looks to the being.

And what now ? Do I go to sleep in my bed ?

Elizabeth stands at the door with her hand on the door know, Afraid what she will open up to see. Her thoughts racing -Oh no...What was I thinking...What if he killed Drezlin..Thats why he made me leave and now he wants to kill me...I hope I'm wrong-

She slowly turned the doorknob not knowing what to expect, The first thing she noticed when she opened the door, Something different about Her boss but she couldnt quite put her finger on it. too afraid to say anything she shuts the door silently.