[It'll be Christmas somewhere on Earth in a couple days,] she says, kissing his neck.
[I'm glad that's okay. I'm pretty sure accelerating the spin of the Earth would be hazardous.]
[I love you,] he says, kissing the top of her head. (Not fully on purpose, it's similar to the way the Joker kissed him when they were snuggling.)
[I love you too.]
[Lazarus?]
There is, after all, a chance that ingots (like witches) may enhance their powers after turning.
Alice's outfit is in a state; liquid nitrogen will do that. "You wanna not scandalize Lazarus?" she murmurs.
Bella stands them up and teleports them to Lazarus's apartment on Mars. "Hullo," she says.
If she has given herself the appropriate capacity, she will notice that his power is on.
"Already got all your furniture up here, nice," Bella says.
"Yeah, Kolya helped," he says, entirely ignorant of the named party's presence. "It was only slightly inconvenient to drag it all through the Moon."
"So what're we looking at here?" Bella says, patting Alice's shoulder.
"I'm not sure... what you want me to be looking at, exactly," he admits. "I mean, his power's the same it's always been. What extra things did it do?"
"I tried to teleport him somewhere. He didn't go anywhere. The ingot power isn't literally the only candidate effect that could've done that, but it's by far the most likely."
He searches for words.
"Identity? Personality? Self? What Alice's power does is make him continue being Alice against all outside influence."
"That's interesting," Bella says, chewing on her lip. "Er, what is its definition of 'Alice'? Can you tell?"
Even though it doesn't strictly help, he does actually peer at Alice at this point.
"It seems, um... happier than last time I met it," he offers.