As the girl introduced herself, Alexa had one hand behind her, gently nudging the girl to walk towards the strange altar. 'Veronika Maja Orlov... oh man... she's THAT snobby noble girl everyone talked about.' she thought with a mental cry of despair. Why, oh why, of all people she could be stranded with, it's with her? 
Alexa didn't really have any problem with Veronika before because she made it a point to avoid the noble and her 'entourages' as much as possible. She didn't want any trouble and for her, keeping away from 'nobles' and the likes are one way to keep away from disaster. 

Sighing, Alexa had to restrain from rolling her eyes when the wind ruffled Veronika's otherwise fine hair, her own short hair didn't have that problem although it also offered little protection to her neck from the wind. She's unable to keep the grimace from her face however when Veronika expressed her disbelief to Alexa's suggestion. Alexa's eye twitched slightly when Veronika asked about a hotel.
Seriously? 
She was about to reply with heavy sarcasm when she saw Veronika seemed to take a look around and realized their situation. She watched as the noble frantically searching something in her pockets before looking back with a frown that spoke a lot of her misgivings about the situation. 
At least the noble is not a crybaby. She wouldn't know how to deal with one.

"Look..." Alexa began slowly. "I'm not exactly thrilled to spent the night outside like this either, but I don't think we really have any choice, Veronika. Given the choice between stumbling around in cold darkness and staying here where there's at least some warmth till dawn, I know which one I'll be picking. I still don'... " Alexa stopped abruptly when the wind brought a vague sound that caused chills to run down her spine and blood drained from her face.

Howling. Wolves or maybe wild dogs. 

Fortunately, it sounds like the howls came from quite a distance, no where near them for sure. But it's still a frightening thought that there were those predators out there while they had little to no protection. The only thing remotely resembled weapon is her swiss knife army in her pants pocket. For a few moments, she just stood there, frozen by fear again while listening to the howls, trying to determine whether it was getting closer to them or not. Shortly after, the howls stopped and only the sound of wind rustling the grass was heard.

Alexa worked her jaw wordlessly several times before she found her voice again. "...And do you REALLY want to go wandering with THAT out there..?" Her voice was an octave higher than before and wavering with suppressed hysteric.