At first surprised by the sudden jerk from Veronika's movement, Alexa had to bit her lower lip not to laugh out loud when the noble clutched the back of her head where it hit the altar. She mimed zipping her lips in response to Veronika's 'request' to say nothing, although a giggle nearly escaped when she did that.

While Veronika looked around, Alexa took the time to do the same again, this time taking in the details that she previously overlooked. The altar looked... old.. ancient, and now that she could see better what was on it, she almost wished that she didn't. The exotic looking tools, which she thought should belong to a museum, on the altar almost seemed to be coming from a horror movie, with mummies and the likes. Alexa shuddered and looked away, trying to dislodge a frightening sudden thought. 
Was the man-elf planning to use those tools on her and Veronika had something not killed him?

Looking up when Veronika pointed that she saw something beneath the elf's body, Alexa caught her jean jacket before it could fall to the ground as the noble stood up. 'You're welcome, your highness.' She grumbled inwardly while standing up and donned the jacket before stretching her body, groaning as she felt her stiff muscles 'popped'. Even though sun had started shining and the air not as cold as before, it's still quite chilly. 

Her eyes did widen almost comically when she looked up again and saw Veronika kicked the corpse over, only to then stare at Veronika in a deadpan way as she asked whether it's safe to touch the body. 'You asked me that AFTER you kicked it?' Alexa wondered if the noble was bipolar, she certainly seemed to switch mood in a blink of an eye.
Shaking her head lightly, the short haired girl made her way towards the corpse and crouched down while trying not to gag from the smell. "I'm not sure... Let's just not touch him too much, okay?" She tugged the dagger, but it won't come loose from the rope belt. When Alexa glanced at the elf's head, she regretted that decision immediately. The back of the elf's head was a mess, apparently he hit his head to the rock hard enough to crack his skull open. 

Fighting down a bout of nausea, Alexa grabbed the rope belt and tugged it so that the elf was laying on his side, giving her access to the belt's knot and with benefit of not having to watch his cracked head. She worked the knot loose as fast as she could with stiff fingers and the moment the knot unraveled, Alexa all but yanked the rope belt along with the dagger away from the body before taking several steps backwards. Dropping the rope and dagger to the ground, Alexa turned around and braced herself on a wall with her face facing towards the ground. She took several deep breaths, trying not to throw up, she could feel her right side chest tightening slightly but it was still bearable.